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Leaves In The Wind

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Leaves In The Wind Song Lyrics And Guitar Chords By Johnny McEvoy. 4/4/ timing.

Intro: D-D-D-D  A-A-D-D


[D]Old Rosie Atkinson live all alone

In her [A]house at the end of our [D]street

She wears an old hat with a long silver pin

And [A]faded blue shoes on her [D]feet

And a [A]long flowery dress that [D]must have looked nice

On the [A]day her love marched a[D]way

To fight in the war- to end all the wars

In a [A]cold land so [A7]far, far a[D]way



[G]Rosie, he’s gone now, he’s [D]not coming home now

[A]Like all those lonely young [D]men

The [G]fathers and brothers, the [D]sons and the lovers

They’ve [E]fallen like leaves in the [A]wind


Now the [D]war has long passed, he never returned

The [A]years have now faded her [D]eyes

But the love in her heart is as warm and as strong

As it [A]was when he made her his [D]bride.

[A]In Flanders’ fields where [D]red poppies grow

From the [A]hearts of many young [D]men

There sleeps Rosie’s lover of long, long ago

She [A]never did [A7]see him a[D]gain




Now [D]old Rosie Atkinson lives all alone

In her [A]house at the end of our [D]street

And the children make fun of her long flowery dress

And the [A]faded blue shoes on her [D]feet

Thought they [A]laugh and the jibe at her [D]funny old ways

She [A]seems not to hear, not to [D]see

She just dreams of the love she was never to know

And the [A]times that were [A7]never to [D]be



[A]Leaves in the [D]wind

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