Fallen Leaves

G C Falling leaves that lie scattered on the ground, D7 G The birds and flowers that were here can't be found. C All his friends that he once had are not around. D7 G They're all scattered like the leaves upon the ground. G C Some folks drift along through life and never thrill, D7 G To the feeling that a good deed brings until, C It's too late and they are ready to lie down, D7 G There beneath the leaves that's scattered on the ground. G C Lord, let my eyes see every need of every man, D7 G Make me stop and always lend a helping hand, C Then when I'm laid beneath that little grassy mound, D7 G There'll be more friends around than leaves upon the ground. G C To your grave there's no use taking any gold, D7 G You cannot use it when it's time for hands to fold, C When you leave this earth for a better home someday, D7 G The only thing you'll take is what you gave away.