The Falling Leaves Drift By The Window

The Autumn Leaves Of Red And Gold

I See Your Lips, The Summer Kisses

The Sunburned Hand I Used To Hold



Since You Went Away The Days Grow Long

And Soon I'll Hear Old Winter's Song

But I Miss You Most Of All, My Darling

When Autumn Leaves Start To Fall





I See Your Lips, The Summer Kisses

The Sunburned Hand I Used To Hold



Since You Went Away The Days Grow Long

And Soon I'll Hear Old Winter's Song

But I Miss You Most Of All, My Darling

When Autumn Leaves Start To Fall