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The falling lAm7eaves, dD7rift by my Bmwindow,Em7 the autumn lAm7eaves, of D7red and Em7gold.
I see you Am7lips, the sD7ummer kBm7isses, Em7 the sun-burnt Am7hands, I D7used to Em7hold.
Since you F#7went away, the Bm7days grow Em7long, and soon I?ll Am7hear, D7old winter?s Bm7song; Em7
But I Am7miss you most of D7all, my dBmarling, Em7 when aF#7utumn leaves beBgin Esus4 to Emfall.
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Since you went aF#7way, the Bm7days grow Em7long, and soon I?ll Am7hear, D7old winter?s Bm7song; Em7
But I Am7miss you most of D7all, my dBmarling, Em7 when F#7autumn leaves bBegin Esus4 to Emfall.
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