Autumn Songs

In the community where I grew up, singing was an important thing. So was the passing of the seasons and the celebrations we have to mark each. I dug up a few of the songs I remember from my childhood. Most of these can be found in the wonderful songbook, Sing Through the Seasons.

Autumn Roundelay

Here I sit and wait for you,
Neath the spreading branches.
Cool the grass with shade and dew
Sunlight on me dances.

Hi lu leea leea la
Now my voice is ringing
Hi lu leea leea la
Songs to you I’m singing

Fall is in the air today
Hear the wild geese crying
Don’t delay come out and play
Snow will soon be flying.

Hi lu leea leea la
Now my voice is ringing
Hi lu leea leea la
Songs to you I’m singing

Come You Thankful People

Come, you thankful people, come,
raise the song of harvest home;
all is safely gathered in
ere the winter storms begin;
God, our Maker, does provide
all our wants to be supplied;
come, with all his people come,
raise the song of harvest home.

The Boughs Do Shake
The boughs do shake, and the bells do ring,
So merrily comes our harvest in,
Our harvest in, our harvest in,
So merrily comes our harvest in!

We have ploughed, we have sowed,
We have reaped, we have mowed,
We have brought home every load,
Hip, hip, hip, harvest-home!

The boughs do shake, and the bells do ring,
So merrily comes our harvest in,
Our harvest in, our harvest in,
So merrily comes our harvest in!

Hurry, Hurry [listen to it HERE]
Rabbit twitched his twitchety ears on a twinkling autumn day,
He could hear the North Wind whistle and he scampered off to say:
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, we must all get fat and furry,
Not a moment to be lost, I can hear bold Jackie Frost.

Groundhog sniffed her sniffety nose on a snappy autumn day
She could smell the winter coming, and she waddled off to say:
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, we must all get fat and furry,
Not a moment to be lost, I can smell bold Jackie Frost.

Squirrel shivered a shivery shiver on a shiv’ry autumn day
He could feel the North Wind’s fingers, and he scurried off to say:
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, we must all get fat and furry,
Not a moment to be lost, I can feel bold Jackie Frost.

Black Bear blinked her blinkety eyes on a blust’ry autumn day
She could see the snow clouds gather, and she lumbered off to say:
Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, we must all get fat and furry,
Not a moment to be lost, I can see bold Jackie Frost.

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8 responses to “Autumn Songs

  1. Oh, thank you! It’s been ages since I thought of the first song, but I still think of/sing the last two regularly. I think there are two kinds of people in the world: the ones who grew up with Sing Through the Seasons (and/or Rise Up Singing) and the ones who didn’t. Gosh, we even had parades to mark different seasons.

    • Maureen E

      That’s…kind of weird. So did we. We’re not by any chance talking HOOM/CSB here, are we?

      • Um, YEAH. I almost asked if you were an Order kid, but then I thought that would be too much of a coincidence. Guess not! My parents in San Francisco, got sent to Indianapolis, then we moved to Portland when they left, became Orthodox along with a whole crowd of Order folks.

        • Maureen E

          Wow. My parents probably know yours then. They were also in San Francisco and got sent to Indianapolis in ’86. They stayed in the Order and became Orthodox there. We moved out to Eugene a few years ago.

          I was honestly kind of expecting you to have no idea what I was talking about, but apparently not!

          • My parents left SF in 1980, and were in Indy until early ’87 – what a small world! As much as I wouldn’t have wanted to be an adult in the Order, wasn’t it a wonderful way to grow up?

            • Maureen E

              Isn’t it? Orthodoxy in general is a small world and then you get into the Order and it’s just tiny. 🙂

              Yes, it was a great way to grow up. As crazy and hurtful as some of the Order stuff was, I’m incredibly grateful for the work they did with homeschooling and children’s education.

  2. Pam H.

    Those are nice. I like folk songs. Wish more people sang, anymore. We do, but only at home and in church. Sigh.

    • Maureen E

      My friends and I all do, but then we’re slightly odd and were all raised in the same extended community. I love them, myself. I think they add such a richness to life.

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