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• Artiste: Warner Mack
• Titre: Fallen Leaves
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As I stand here at the grave of a lonely man Thinking how he lived his life while on this land Recalled all the friends he lost for love of gold Now there's only just a few to see him go Some folks drift along through life and never thrill To the feeling that a good deed brings until It's too late and they are ready to lie down There beneath the leaves that scattered on the ground Fallen leaves that lie scattered on the ground The birds and flowers that were here now can't be found All his friends that he once knew are not around They are scattered like the leaves upon the ground Lord let my eyes see every need of every man Make me stop and always lend a helping hand Then when I'm laid beneath that little grassy mound There'll be more friends around than leaves upon the ground To your grave there's no use taking any gold You cannot use it when it's time for hands to fold When you leave this earth for a better home someday The only thing you'll take is what you gave away Fallen leaves that lie scattered