I think of goin south for the winter Its 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 thats 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, dont know what Im waiting for Think Im goin south for the winter Its 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 Im goin south Get my life in order Think Im goin south For the winter Its gettin mighty cold