somethin bout the fall can make a man go mad fallen leaves mean broken dreams so sad take me away to a place where i can hide amongst people with broken hearts like mine new york city chicago it don t matter where i go my mind says yes my heart says no but i m goin up north gonna bury my blues in the snow i m goin up north gonna pack my things and go tennessee i ll miss you when i m gone you re fallin leaves they haunt my dreams til dark cause one day i ll fall down gentle rustlin sound i ll fall down and won t get back up new york city chicago it don t matter where i go my mind says yes my heart says no but i m goin up north gonna bury my blues in the snow i m goin up north gonna pack my things and go but new york ain t the place i thought it d be because i belong to the hills of tennessee cause as that snow falls down the sun is comin round it s comin back to melt it all away now we re like the leaves fallin from that tree cause we ll fall down and won t get back up