Intro:
From the dew soaked hedge creeps a crawly catapillar
When the dawn begins to crack,
Its all part of my autumn almanac
Breeze blows leaves of a musty coloured yellow
So I sweep them in my sack,
Yes, yes, yes, it s my autumn almanac
Friday evening peo___ple get together,
Hid______ing from the weather
Tea and toasted buttered currant buns
Can t compensate for lack of sun
because the summer s all gone
La-la- la la la la-la la-la la-la la la
Ohh! my poor rheumatic back
Yes, yes, yes, it s my autumn almanac
La la la la-la la-la la-la la la
Ohh! my Autumn Almanac
C D Em D G D7 D7 D7 D7 D7 D7 D7 (Stomp!)
Yes, yes, yes, it s my autumn almanac
I like my football on a Saturday,
Roast beef on Sunday s alright
I go to Blackpool for my holidays,
Sit in the open sunlight
This is my street and I m never gonna leave it
And I m always gonna stay_____
If I live to be ninety-nine
Cos all the people I meet
Seem to come from the street
And I can t get away,
because it s calling me (come on home)
(Hear it calling me) Come on home
La-la la la la la-la la-la la-la la la
ohh! my autumn almanyac
Yes, yes, yes, it s my autumn almanac
La-la la la la la-la la-la la-la la la
Ohh! my autumn almanac
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
Bop bop bop-m bop-m ba -ohh! (repeat and fade)