Boxcar Willie - London leaves

^CLondon ^Gleaves are ^Cfalling, slowly they ^Gdrift to the ^Cground, ^FSoon the ^Gwind will be ^Cblowing, and the ^Fsnowflakes ^Gwill come drifting^C down. ^CIt?s been a ^Flong, ^Glong, hot ^Csummer, ^CBut your ^Fcold love has ^Gchilled me to the ^Cbone. ^CIt?ll be a ^Flong, ^Gcold, cold ^Cwinter, ^CIt?ll be ^Fcolder than^G ever with you ^Cgone.

^CLondon ^Gleaves are ^Cfalling, desperately they ^Gcling to the ^Ctree?s, ^FYour ^Glove for me is ^Cdying, Like the l^Feaves you?ll ^Gsoon be gone from ^Cme. ^CBut London ^Gleaves will turn ^Cgreen, ^Cwe?ll forget all the ^Gwinter leaves that ^Cdie. ^CAnd ^Fsomeday I ^Gwill find a new ^Clove, ^CI?ll ^Fforget all the ^Gbitter tears I ^Ccried, ^CIt?s been a ^Flong, ^Glong, hot ^Csummer, ^CBut your ^Fcold love has ^Gchilled me to the ^Cbone. ^CIt?ll be a ^Flong, ^Gcold, cold ^Cwinter, ^CIt?ll be ^Fcolder than^G ever with you ^Cgone. ^CLondon ^Gleaves are ^Cfalling.