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Em A7 D I was twenty one years when I wrote this song G C D I'm twenty two now but I won't be for long G A7 Time hurries on D C G Em7 A7 D And the leaves that are green___ turn to brown Bm And they wither with the wind Em7 A7 And they crumble in your hand Once my heart was filled with a love of a girl I held her close but she faded in the night Like a poem I meant to write And the leaves that are green turn to brown And they wither with the wind And they crumble in your hand D Em A7 D I threw a pebble in a brook G C D And watched the ripples run a-way G A7 And they never made a sound And the leaves that are green turned to brown And they wither with the wind And they crumble in your hand Hello, hello, hello goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye That's all there is And the leaves that are green turned to brown And they wither with the wind And they crumble in your hand (Coda:) D Bm A7 A
Written by Paul Simon
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