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