My mood is clothed in Autumn’s shades
My summer sun begins to fade
Fading away with the waning year
Changing my tempo now Autumn is here
Time to leave my friends behind
I leave this town with you on my mind
The dead leaves are burning, the year is decaying
Winter returning, no use in delaying
One week ago we walked by here
I never dreamed life’s death was so near
We laughed and played the summer through
The sun is going and I must go too.
Autumn Gold the Winter snow,
There’s some goes north but its north I must go
Leaving this town and the friends that I know
It’s late in the year there’ll be ice and snow.
When the sun returns I’ll come back too
I’ll write a song and I’ll sing it for you.
Words & Music by Andy Irvine
“Autumn Gold”, on which Irvine commented: “Written in Ljubljana in 1968, while sitting in a sunny park, stood up on a date. Waiting, as ever, for Vida.” It is the final song of a quartet written during his sojourn in Eastern Europe during 1968-69, after spending several months in the Slovenian capital.