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