It's in the DT: FALLEN LEAVES (Jimmie Skinner) – probably copied from Gene Graham's post above.

Lyrics below from The Library of Congress American Memory Collection

FALLING LEAF
Words, Annie M. Curtis. Music, A. C. Farnham. 1871.

1. Far beyond the rolling prairie, where the noble forests rise,
Liv'd the sweetest little maiden ever seen by mortal eyes.
She whose smile was like the sunlight, daughter of a warrior chief,
Came to glad their home in autumn and they call'd her Falling Leaf.

CHORUS: Falling Leaf, the breezes whisper of thy spirit's early bright,
And within the lowly wigwam, there's a wail of woe tonight.

2. From the depths of tangled forests, all alone one summer day,
Came a hunter worn and weary with the long and lonely way.
Weeks went by and still he linger'd, gentle Falling Leaf beside,
And with smiles of love, she promised soon to be his woodland bride.

3. One bright morn the hunter wander'd o'er the prairie waste alone.
All in vain she watch'd and waited but his fate was never known.
With the summer days she faded. With the autumn blooms she died,
And they closed her eyes in slumber near the gleaming river's tide.

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