Autumn In Our Town
Dave Brubeck
100 ans de jazz
Autumn In Our Town - Dave Brubeck
The village green is golden now
Autumn leaves flame and flutter down;
October days in golden haze
Drift through our New England town
Another Autumn you and I
Christened with love each golden scene
And our desire was Autumn fire
As we walked through the village green
Blow wind seel where the embers lie;
Go wind love wasn't meant to die
Oh falling leaf oh flaming tree
Our lovers' dreams are tumbling down;
Come back my love come back to me
It's golden Autumn in our town