FALLEN LEAVES

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BY THE GRAVE SIDE OF A NEAR FORGOTTEN MAN
ON A COLD NOVEMBER MORNING HERE I STAND
THINKING OF THE FRIENDS HE LOST FOR A LOVE OF GOLD
IT'S A STORY THROUGH THE YEARS THAT'S OFT BEEN TOLD

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FALLEN LEAVES THAT LIE SCATTERED ON THE GROUND
BIRDS AND FLOWERS THAT WERE HERE CAN NOT BE FOUND
ALL THE FRIENDS THAT HE ONCE HAD ARE NOT AROUND
THEY ARE SCATTERED LIKE THE LEAVES UPON THE GROUND

LORD LET MY EYES SEE THE NEED OF EVERY MAN
LET ME ALWAYS STOP AND LEND A HELPING HAND
THEN WHEN I LIE BENEATH THAT LITTLE GRASSY MOUND
THERE'LL BE MORE FRIENDS AROUND THAN LEAVES UPON THE GROUND

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SOME FOLKS DRIFT ALONG THROUGH LIFE AND NEVER THRILL
TO THE FEELING THAT A GOOD DEED DOES UNTIL
IT'S TOO LATE AND THEY ARE READY TO LIE DOWN
NEATH THE LEAVES THAT ARE SCATTERED ON THE GROUND

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TO THE GRAVE THERE'S NO USE TAKING ANY GOLD
YOU CAN'T USE IT WHEN IT'S TIME FOR HANDS TO FOLD
WHEN YOU LEAVE THIS WORLD FOR A BETTER HOME SOMEDAY
THE ONLY THING YOU'LL TAKE IS WHAT YOU GAVE AWAY

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