Tommy Makem Grey October Clouds
The summer birds have gathered and are flying to the
sun
I saw the wild geese heading south on their October run
The crops have all been harvested and all the work is
done
And the grey October clouds are drifting by
Chorus:
Drifting by; drifting by
And the grey October clouds are drifting by
In every field my fancy ran, wild flowers could be seen
On every hill and valley and the meadows in between
Now leaves of brown come tumbling down from trees that
once were green
And the grey October clouds go drifting by
Chorus
On summer dawns I walked alone by singing silver
streams
The lark's song filled the golden morn and I could
dream my dreams
The good times pass so quickly, that was long ago it
seems
Now the grey October clouds go drifting by
Chorus
In the summer of our lifetimes, the skies were always
blue
We'd weave our dreams with noble thoughts and dreams
could all come true
Believe in all your youthful dreams and they'll live on
for you
When the grey October clouds go drifting by
Chorus
