American Old Time Song Lyrics: 01 Beautiful Leaves

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 1

BEAUTIFUL LEAVES

Beautiful leaves, in their midsummer splendor,
Clothing the forest in emerald green;
Where are the blooms that such beauty can render,
Or shed such a fullness and grace o'er the scene?
Ev'ry gay tint of the sweet garden flowers,
Ev'ry bright garland that innocence weaves,
Tho' cull'd from the fairest of nature's gay bowers,
Looks cold if not blended with beautiful, beautiful leaves

Chorus.
Beautiful leaves, in their midsummer splendor,
Clothing the forest in emerald green;
Where are the blooms that such beauty can render.
Or shed such a fullness and grace o'er the scene?
Leaves! leaves! beautiful leaves! -
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful leaves!

Beautiful leaves, in the Winter time falling;
Oh, have I thought as they dropt one by one,
That they were obeying some mystical calling,
That lured them away when the Summer was gone?
And knowing the Spring will their brightness restore to us,
I've felt, though the cold earth their ashes receives,
That we too must fade like the dead leaves before us,
And bloom once again like those beautiful, beautiful leaves.
Beautiful leaves, in their midsummer, &c.