歌詞

The spice shelf wakes from summer sleep

The stars of fall report

Come down, cinnamon, you first

Your season's at the door

And cardamom, and clove, and star —

The cast I've waited for

Each little jar a sleeping song

Each lid a tiny drum

Line them up, the autumn spices

The kitchen's dressed to sing

Fragrant as a garden grove

With every spicy thing

The lamb sniffs at the cinnamon

And sneezes its review

One tiny thunderclap of wool —

Approved, times two, achoo

The pepper-warm, the honey-sweet

The shelf is now a band

Line them up, the autumn spices

The kitchen's dressed to sing

Fragrant as a garden grove

With every spicy thing

Summer cooks with windows wide

And autumn with the door shut tight

The spices know which one is coming

And they've come out tonight

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Line them up, the autumn spices

The kitchen's dressed to sing

Fragrant as a garden grove

With every spicy thing

Line them up, the autumn spices

The kitchen's dressed to sing

Fragrant as a garden grove

With every spicy thing

The spice shelf stands at attention

The season may begin