I think of goin` south for the winter
It`s getting mighty cold
I watch the fire glow
The moon shining `cross the snow
Maybe Florida or Mexico
Is where I oughta go
Somewhere where everything is green
Oo the change of scene
Might do a me good
When the swallows go
When they leave Capistrano
Fly away so gracefully
Maybe that`s for me
Snowdrifts blowing up against my door
Going clear up to the roof
I could be lying on some sun-washed shore
Truth is, don`t know what I`m waiting for
Think I`m goin` south for the winter
It`s getting mighty cold
I watch the fire glow
The moon shinin` `cross the snow
Maybe Florida or Mexico
Is where I oughta go
South of the border
Think I`m goin` south
Get my life in order
Think I`m goin` south
For the winter
It`s gettin` mighty cold