Urge For Going - Live at The 2nd Fret, Philadelphia, PA, 11/1966

I awoke today and found a frost perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky, then it gobbled summer down
When the sun turns traitor cold and
All the trees are shivering in a naked row
I get the urge for going but I never seem to go

I get the urge for going when
The meadow grass is turning brown and
Summertime is falling down
And winter's closing in

I had me a man in summertime, with summer-colored skin
And not another girl in town my darling's heart could win
But when the leaves fell on the ground, and
Bully winds did rub their faces in the snow
He got the urge for going and I had to let him go

He got the urge for going when
The meadow grass was turning brown, and
Summertime was falling down
And winter's closing in

Now the warriors of winter, gave a cold triumphant shout
And all that stays is dying, all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight
Flapping and racing on before the snow
They got the urge for going and they got the wings to go

They get the urge for going when
The meadow grass is turning brown and
Summertime is falling down
And winter's closing in

So I'll ply the fire with kindling, pull up blankets to my chin
I'll lock the vagrant winter out and fold my wandering in
I'd like to call back summertime, and
Have her stay for just another month or so
But she's got the urge for going so I guess she'll have to go

She gets the urge for going when
The meadow grass is turning brown, and
All her empire's falling down
And winter's closing in

And I get the urge for going when
The meadow grass is turning brown and
Summertime is falling down