Last year's leavesnwere dirty liesnone by one the came undonenand blew away when they diednnLast year's leavesnwere just bad dreamsnopen up your eyes, there's no surprisenjust a barren treennLow and beholdnall those lies were truenhear them ring, everythingnpeople said about younnI thought I heard the falling rainnit always seems to numb the painnor was that sound th poplar leavesnscreaming in the evening breeze?nnLast year's leavesnpathetic schemesna trusted friend, till the endnor so it seemednYou gave your wordnlooked me in the eyentell me how on earth, are you worthnthe tears I've cried?nnI thought I heard the falling rainnit always seems to numb the painnor was that sound th poplar leavesnscreaming in the evening breeze?nlike last year's leavesnyou're last years leavesnnWithout cloudsnyou can't have rainntake away the sun, when the shadows are donenwill you be ashamed?nHeavens to BetsynI'll be a son of a gunnLord have mercynnobody has won