Kicking up the Leaves

Kickin' Up The Leaves - Mark Wynter

I'm [F] Kickin' up the leaves, pretty golden leaves
Summer time was lonesome, Spent it on my ownsome,
Then I met a little girl, and spring is in the air
Even though it's autumn, everywhere.

Underneath the red, red tree, she said she loved me
Then went home to powder her nose.
Underneath that red, red tree, I'm waiting patiently
Just guess what I'm doin' till she shows?

Well, I'm kickin' up the leaves, pretty golden leaves
Summertime was lonesome, spent it on my ownsome.
Then I met a little girl, and spring is in the air
Even though it's autumn, don't you know it's autumn?
Hi-di-ho it's autumn everywhere.