Old October

Old October's purt' nigh gone,     And the frosts is comin' on     Little heavier every day -     Like our hearts is thataway!     Leaves is changin' overhead     Back from green to gray and red,     Brown and yeller, with their stems     Loosenin' on the oaks and e'ms;     And the balance of the trees     Gittin' balder every breeze -     Like the heads we're scratchin' on!     Old October's purt' nigh gone.     I love Old October so,     I can't bear to see her go -     Seems to me like losin' some     Old-home relative er chum -     'Pears like sorto' settin' by     Some old friend 'at sigh by sigh     Was a-passin' out o' sight     Into everlastin' night!     Hickernuts a feller hears     Rattlin' down is more like tears     Drappin' on the leaves below -     I love Old October so!     Can't tell what it is about     Old October knock me out!     I sleep well enough at night -     And the blamedest appetite     Ever mortal man possessed,     Last thing et, it tastes the best!     Warnuts, butternuts, pawpaws,     'Iles and limbers up my jaws     Fer raal service, sich as new     Pork, spareribs, and sausage, too.     Yit fer all, they's somepin' 'bout     Old October knocks me out!