Words: Johnny Mercer, Music: Ralph Burns and
Woody Herman. Jazz Standard
When an Early Autumn walks the land and chills the breeze
And touches with her hand the summer trees,
Perhaps you'll understand
What memories I own.
There's a dance pavillion in the rain all shuttered down,
A winding country lane all russet brown,
A frosty window pane shows me a town grown lonely.
That spring of ours that started
So April-hearted
Seemed made for just a boy and girl I never dreamed,
Did you? Any fall could come in view so early, early?
Darling, if you care please let me know,
I'll meet you anywhere, I miss you so,
Let's never have to share
Another Early Autumn.
