The falling leaves , drift by my windows
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The Auturmn leaves of red and gold . 1 C( p6 n/ U7 s+ X/ Z8 L; H
I see your lips , the Summer kisser , + Q" d, i. n- v
the sunburned hands i used to hold .
& ~7 v/ v& A5 pSince you went away , the days grow long.
- K$ U. {" [1 D/ V8 qAnd soon i hear Old Winter song.
0 ^1 l# `# {3 M* }) m6 RBut I miss you most off all, my darling.
) ?/ e- O. E$ W; m Y+ owhen the Autumn leaves start to fall.
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