In her beautiful scarlet colors
Nature paints with lavish hand
All the flaming sumac bushes far and near;
And a teeming gorgeous beauty
Is beheld throughout the land
On a frosty morn in autumn-time of year.
When the harvests all are gathered,
And the roads are smooth and dry,
With a tang of cool and bracing atmosphere,
As the geese are flying southward,
Through the blue and cloudless sky,
There's a tranquil charm to autumn-time of year.
