End of October
The sleepy brown woods seem to
Nod down their heads to the winter
Yellows and grays
Paint the sad skies today
And I wonder when
When you're coming home
I woke up one morning
The wind through the window
Reminded me winter
Was just 'round the bend
Somehow I just did not
See it was coming
It took me by surprise again
And I hear you're in San Francisco
Living with your sister who's a mother to be
And her husband's way down in Georgia
And I'm still in old Tennessee
Wishing you'd come home to me
Life here is easy
I'm sure you recall
How it's so warm and breezy
In the summer and the fall
But winter's upon me now
And I've got no heat here
And I miss your fire so sweet
Dear I miss your fire so sweet
And I hear you're in San Francisco
Living with your sister who's a mother to be
And her husband's way down in Georgia
And I'm still in old Tennessee
Wishing you'd come home to me
End of October
The sleepy brown woods seem to
Nod down their heads to the winter
Yellows and grays, paint the sad skies today
And I wonder when you're coming home
I wonder when you're coming home
Baby, I wonder when you're coming home

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