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!