A yellow autumn dawn
Summertime has come and gone
The leaves are turning gold
Another year is growing old
Another year, another story
A little sad, but I'm not sorry
You don't look bad in autumn's glory
On a yellow day

A little smoke is risin'
Out against the far horizon
The yellow autumn haze
Friendly chill of holidays
Rusty gates and old log fences
Chop some wood to make expenses
Faded Levi's and no pretenses
On a yellow day