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I need the words to falling leaves my the primiteve quatet

FALLEN LEAVES

FALLEN LEAVES THAT LYE SCATTERED ON THE GROUND
THE BIRDS AND FLOWERS THAT WERE HERE, CANNOT BE FOUND
ALL THE FRIENDS YOU EVER HAD, ARE NOT AROUND
THEY ARE SCATTERED LIKE THE LEAVES UPON THE GROUND

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

SOME FOLKS DRIFT ALONG THROUGH LIFE BUT NEVER
THRILL
TO THE FEELING THAT A GOOD DEED BRINGS UNTIL
IT 'S TO LATE AND THEY ARE READY TO LYE DOWN
THEY'RE BENEATH THE LEAVES SCATTERED ON THE GROUND

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

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GOD BLESS