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
Youre coming home.

Woke up one morning
The wind through the window
Reminded me winter
Was just round the bend.
Somehow I just didnt
See it was coming
It took me by surprise again.

And I hear youre in san francisco
Living with your sister whos a mother to be.
And her husbands way down in georgia
And Im still in old tennessee...
Wishing youd come home to me.

Life here is easy
Im sure you recall
How its so warm and breezy
In the summer and the fall.
But winters upon me
And Ive got no heat here
And I miss your fire so sweet, dear
I miss your fire so sweet.

And I hear youre in san francisco
Living with your sister whos a mother to be.
And her husbands way down in georgia
And Im still in old tennessee...
Wishing youd come home to me.

End of october
The sleepy brown woods seem to
Nod down their heads to the winter.
Yellows and gray
Paint the sad skies today
And I wonder when
Youre coming home
I wonder when youre coming home.