Emma Azelborn

“come, little leaves” said the wind one day

“come o’er the meadows with me and play

put on your dresses of red and gold

for summer is gone and the days grow cold”

the days grow cold (2x)

for summer is gone and the days grow cold

soon as the leaves heard the wind’s loud call

down they came fluttering, one and all

o’er the brown fields they danced and flew

all singing the sweet little song they knew

the song they knew (x2)

all singing the sweet little song they knew

“cricket, goodbye, we’ve been friends so long

little brook, sing your farewell song

say you are sorry to see us go

ah, you will miss us, right well we know”

right well we know (x2)

ah, you will miss us, right well we know

“dear little lambs in your fleecy fold

mother will keep you from harm and cold

fondly we watched you in vale and glade

say, will you dream of our loving shade?”

our loving shade (x2)

say, will you dream of our loving shade?

dancing and whirling the little leaves went

winter had called them and they were content

soon, fast asleep in their earthy beds

the snow laid a coverlid o’er their heads

laid o’er their heads (x2)

the snow laid a coverlid o’er their heads

“come, little leaves” said the wind one day

“come o’er the meadows with me and play

put on your dresses of red and gold

for summer is gone and the days grow cold”

the days grow cold (2x)

for summer is gone and the days grow cold

lyrics adapted from Come Little Leaves, a poem by George Cooper