On a summer day you can hear her call,
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall,
On a summer day you can hear her call,
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall,Thru the fields an the streams an the lakes an the trees,
An the grass an the logs run all my dogs,
And I am home againIn the autumn air,
You can see her smile,
But in a funny way she reminds you of a child,In the autumn air,
You feel her soul unfold,
And in a funny way you feel your own explode,
Thru the fields an the streams an the lakes an the trees,
An the grass an the logs run all my dogs,
And I am home againAhhhh Ahhhh
Ahhhh AhhhhOn a winter day,
You can hear her call,
But in a funny way when the snow begins to fallOn a winter day,
You can hear her call,
And in a funny way,
You love her even moreThru the fields an the streams an the lakes an the trees,
An the grass an the logs run all my dogs,
And I am home againThru the fields an the streams an the lakes an the trees,
An the grass an the logs run all my dogs,
And I am home again
On a summer day you can hear her call,
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall,
On a summer day you can hear her call,
But in a funny way she reminds you of the fall
