Billy Tallent Fallen Leaves

Fallen Leaves In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen on the ground I hitched a ride, until the coast To leave behind, all of my ghosts Searching for something, I couldn t find at home Can t get no job, can you spare a dime Just one more hit, and I ll be fine I swear to God, this ll be my one last time In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen on the ground Run awa