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