When Fall Comes To New England

When Fall comes to New England The sun slants in so fine And the air's so clear You can almost hear the grapes grow on the vine The nights are sharp with starlight And the days are cool and clean And in the blue sky overhead The northern geese fly south instead And leaves are Irish Setter red When Fall comes to New England When Fall comes to New England And the wind blows off the sea Swallows fly in a perfect sky And the world was meant to be When the acorns line the walkways Then winter can't be far From yellow leaves a blue jay calls Grandmothers walk out in their shawls And chipmunks run the old stone walls When Fall comes to New England The frost is on the pumpkin The squash is off the vine And winter warnings race across the sky The squirrels are on to something And they're working overtime The foxes blink and stare and so do I 'Cause when Fall comes to New England Oh I can't turn away From fading light on flying wings And late good-byes a robin sings And then another thousand things When Fall comes to New England When Fall comes to New England Words and Music by: Cheryl Wheeler Penrod And Higgins Music / Amachrist Music ACF Music Group International Coyright Reserved