(Nina B. Hartford, publ. 1914)
1. Red leaves, gold leaves, dancing and swaying, happily playing.
Brightly lightly, kissed by the autumn breeze.
2. Summer passes, northwind is calling, leaves must be falling.
Softly, slowly, gently to sleep they go.
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