Autumn Almanac Lyrics - The Singles Collection - Kinks

From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar 

When the dawn begins to crack 

It's 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 evenings, people get together 

Hiding 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 

Oh, my poor rheumatic back 

Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac 

La-la-la la-la la-la la-la la-la 

Oh, my autumn almanac 

Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac 

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I like my football on a Saturday 

Roast beef on Sundays, all right 

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 to stay here 

If I live to be ninety-nine 

'Cause all the people I meet 

Seem to come from my 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 

Oh, my autumn almanac 

Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac 

La-la-la la-la la-la la-la la-la 

Oh, my autumn almanac 

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes 

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