Randy Parsons
WHEN THE FALL WIND BEGINS
By: Randy Parsons
Catalog ID: 376699   Duration: 4:38   Tempo: Medium   BPM: 120   Vocal: Female Vocals
Genre: Rock Music | Folk Rock
Social Media Link: http://www.audiosparx.com/sa/archive/Rock/Folk-Rock/When-the-Fall-Wind-Begins/376699
Fall is coming, summer's over, time to head south to a warmer climate, but its hard for a drifter to leave a new love behind. Folk Rock. Guitar band. Great female vocal. Beach resort. Migration south. High energy. Witty lyrics, shades of Robert Frost, all about fair weather friends.   Keywords: Summer Ends Love Nomad Vacation Beach Music



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Lyrics:
WHEN THE FALL WIND BEGINS TO BLOW 


There’s a fine beach where we can meet
Near my screen bungalow
September’s  warmth won’t last you know
When the fall wind begins to blow

I’m your best friend till summer ends
While the wild roses grow.
But I won’t stay much past the day
When the fall wind begins to blow.

See the geese up in the sky
See the fish below
They don’t need a calendar to know
Winter’s only offering poverty and cold
They don’t have to stay when they can go.

There’s a whole town of happy clowns
Like to play in the snow
But have no doubt, I’m heading south
When the fall wind begins to blow.

Like the geese up in the sky
Like the fish below
I don’t need a calendar to know
Winter’s only offering poverty and cold
We don’t have to stay when we could go.

So the true price of this nomad’s life
Is my roots never grow
Now I meet you while passing through
and the fall wind begins to blow 

I’d be less blue if you came too
When the fall wind begins to blow.

words and music Randy Parsons
631-329-8239
lilyhillmusic@aol.com
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