Urge for Going (Joni Mitchell)
(Crosby Nash version)

I awoke today and found the frost perched on the town
Hovered in a frozen sky then gobbled summer down
And when the wind turns traitor cold and all the trees are shivering in a naked row
I get the urge for going but I never seem to go

And I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
And the summertime is falling down and the winter's closing in

I had a girl in summertime - summer-colored skin
And not another man in town my darling's heart could win
When the leaves are dripping down bully winds do rough their faces in the snow
She got the urge for going and I had to let her go

And I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
And the summertime is falling down and the winter's closing in

Now the warriors of winter give a cold triumphant shout
And all that stays is dying, all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight flapping and a-racing on before the snow
They've got the urge for going, and they've got the wings to go

And I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
And the summertime is falling down and the winter's closing in

And I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
And the summertime is falling down and the winter's closing in

And I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is.....



Urge for Going (Joni Mitchell)
(Joni Mitchell version)

I awoke today and found the frost perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky, then it gobbled summer down
When the sun turns traitor cold
and all the trees are shivering in a naked row
I get the urge for going but I never seem to go

I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter is closing in

I had me a man in summertime
He had summer-colored skin
And not another girl in town
My darling's heart could win
But when the leaves fell on the ground, and
Bully winds came around, pushed them face down in the snow
He got the urge for going
And I had to let him go

He got the urge for going
When the meadow grass was turning brown
Summertime was falling down and winter was closing in

Now the warriors of winter they gave a cold triumphant shout
And all that stays is dying, all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight flapping and a-racing on before the snow
They've got the urge for going, and they've got the wings so they can go

They get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter is closing in

I'll ply the fire with kindling now, I'll pull the blankets up to my chin
I'll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wandering in
I'd like to call back summertime and have her stay for just another month or so
But she's got the urge for going and I guess she'll have to go

She gets the urge for going when the meadow grass is turning brown
And all her empire's falling down