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02 Apr 97 - 03:29 PM (#3747) Subject: ADD: Falling Leaf From: Coralena ///Falling Leaf/// Far beyond the rolling prairie where the noble forest rise, dwells the sweetest little maiden ever seen by mortal eyes. She was something like the sunlight, daughter of an Indian Chief, Came to bless their home in Autumn and they called her Falling Leaf. From the deep and tangled forest, all alone one summer day, Came a hunter worn and weary and into their hut did stray. Weeks went by but still he lingered Gentle Falling Leaf beside, Till with smiles of love she promised soon to be his woodland bride. One bright day this hunter wandered o'er the prairies waste alone, Long Leaf she waited for his coming but his fate was never known. Like the summer leaf she faded, like the autumn leaf she died, And they closed her eyes in slumber near the gentle river side. Falling Leaf, the breezes whispers of thy spirits early flight, Canst thou hear it softly lisping o'er her grave each winter night? Far beyond the stars in heaven, dwells a maiden of holy light, While from out the lonely wigwam comes a wail of woe each night. ////////////////////////////////////////// This is the song my Grandmama sang. I didn't get to copy the one you listed, if you wouldn't mind listing it again I'ld appericate it. Also, I have been told there is another Falling Leaf song, anyone know of one? Thank you. Click for related thread
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25 Apr 97 - 11:49 AM (#4305) Subject: RE: Falling Leaf From: adv_crys@yavapai.cc.az.us My mom sang this to me to me also as a child. But she sang it as "Falling Leaves," not leaf. |
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26 Apr 97 - 01:07 AM (#4328) Subject: ADD Fallen Leaves ^^^ From: Gene Graham Liked to never found this post....so I brought it up to here! Fallen Leaves (Jimmie Skinner) All alone in a wigwam, In 1863, There lived a fair Indian Maiden, They Called Her Fallen Leaves. Pretty as the stars up above you, Fair as the moon in the trees, Because she was born in October, They Called Her Fallen Leaves. There came a trooper one morning, Just at the break of day, He stopped to rest at the wigwam, Of the shy little Indian maid. Fallen Leaves the breezes whisper, Fallen Leaves the breezes sigh, When he rode on that evening, Fallen Leaves rode by his side. One night while she lay sleeping The moon was shining bright, He Stole away from the campfire, Then rode into the night. Fallen Leaves the breezes whisper, Fallen Leaves the breezes sigh, Out in the lonesome old forest, Fallen Leaves she lingered and died. .......Gene |
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28 Apr 97 - 07:24 AM (#4383) Subject: RE: Falling Leaf From: Coralena Thank you Gene. |
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03 Feb 05 - 10:39 PM (#1398547) Subject: lyr Add: FALLEN LEAF From: GUEST,Gerry Here is a url with another version - wish I could find a good recording of the song. http://www.lyon.edu/wolfcollection/songs/dawnfallen1231.html FALLEN LEAF (FALLING LEAF) Sung by: Mrs. Maggie Dawn Recorded in Pleasant Grove, AR, 7/15/52 Far beyond the rolling prairie, Where a lonely forest lies, Dwelt the fairest Indian maiden Ever seen by mortal eyes. She whose eyes were like the sunbeams- Daughter of a warrior chief- Came to cheer their home in autumn, And they called her Fallen Leaf. Chorus: Fallen Leaf, the breezes whisper Of her spirit's early flight, For within that lowly wigwam There's a wail of woe tonight. In the depths of that lone forest, On a sultry summer day, Came a hunter worn and weary, Lone and silent on his way. Weeks rolled by and yet he lingered; "Gentle Fallen Leaf!" he cried; 'Til with a cry of love she promised Soon to be his happy bride. (Chorus) One bright summer day he wandered O'er the prairie vast, alone; Long she watched and long she waited, But his fate was never known. With the summer leaves she faded, With the autumn leaves she died, And she closed her eyes and slumbers By the lonely riverside. (Chorus) Lyrics copy-pasted from the link cited above. |
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08 Feb 05 - 11:59 PM (#1403347) Subject: Lyr Add: FALLING LEAF (Curtis, Farnham) From: Jim Dixon 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. Click to play |
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09 Feb 05 - 03:41 AM (#1403464) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Falling Leaf / Fallen Leaves From: Joe Offer Here's the entry from the Traditional Ballad Index: Falling LeafDESCRIPTION: Falling Leaf (so named because she was born in autumn) is the beautiful daughter of a chief. One day she meets a "worn and weary" hunter, and falls in love with him. But he vanishes; "his fate was never known" and she spends her life alone and mourningAUTHOR: F. A. M. Stuart and W. Eben Miles EARLIEST DATE: 1907 (copyright) KEYWORDS: love courting Indians(Am.) separation grief mourning FOUND IN: US(So) REFERENCES (2 citations): Randolph 765, "Falling Leaf" (3 texts, 3 tunes; Cohen considers the "C" text separate) Randolph/Cohen, pp. 516-518, "" (1 text, 1 tune -- Randolph's 765A) Roud #7409 RECORDINGS: Paul Hamblin, "Fallen Leaf" (Victor V-40280, 1930) L. K. Reeder, "Falling Leaf" (OKeh 45026, 1926; on MakeMe) File: R765 Go to the Ballad Search form The Ballad Index Copyright 2004 by Robert B. Waltz and David G. Engle. |
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09 Feb 05 - 09:56 AM (#1403586) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Falling Leaf / Fallen Leaves From: GUEST,Jim Dixon I just realized "of thy spirit's early bright" doesn't make sense, but that's exactly what the sheet music says (I just checked). "Early flight" makes more sense. |
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09 Feb 05 - 06:37 PM (#1403848) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Falling Leaf / Fallen Leaves From: Joe Offer Dale tells me there's a recording in the Max Hunter Collection sung by Kay Orhlin, Mountain View, Arkansas on October 7, 1969. Kay was Glenn Ohrlin's wife at one time. She was 19 at the time of that recording, which mean's she not quite as old as I am. You'll notice that there is a lot of variety in these versions. I wonder if the Annie Curtis version Jim posted is the original, or how far back the song goes. Here are the lyrics from the Max Hunter Collection: Falling Leaf Cat. #1018 (MFH #190) - As sung by Kay Orhlin, Mountain View, Arkansas on October 7, 1969 VERSE 1 Far beyond th rolling prairie Where th noble forest rise Dwelled th fairest Indian maiden Ever seen by mortal eyes She whose brow it was th fairest Daughter of a woodland Chief Came to gladden our home in autumn An' they called 'er Fallin' Leaf VERSE 2 Thru th depths of tangle forest All alone one winters day Came a hunter worn an' weary Whom into her home did stray Weeks did pass an' still he lingered Gentle Fallin' Leaf beside Till in words of love she promised Soon to be his woodland bride VERSE 3 Then one day this hunter wandered Across th prairie waste alone Long she watched an' waited longing But his fate was never known With th summer breeze she faded With the autumn leaves she died And they buried her in silence By th weeping willow side VERSE 4 Fallin' Leaf, th breezes whisper O'er her lonely grave each night Tell me that thou still remembers Of th spirits early flight Far beyond th stars in Heaven Dwells an angel fair and bright An' within this lonely wigwam There's a wail of woe tonight |
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26 Dec 06 - 02:43 PM (#1919287) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Falling Leaf / Fallen Leaves From: GUEST,Mary Crawford As told by Mary A. Crawford to her son Bill 12/ 26, 2006: "I'm past 82 years old and I learned this song when I was just past 11 years old. My cousin Cleo Grose taught it to me. She was the daughter of Ruth Johnson Grose Pierson. Her father was Andrew Johnson. My Grandmother, Minerva Johnson, was Andrew's sister. She married Thomas Camden Drennen – my Grandfather. My father was Thomas Jackson Drennen. My mother's maiden Name was Elizabeth Alice Underwood. My name is Mary Agnes Drennen Crawford." Falling Leaves Far out on the lonely prairie, Where the noble forests rise, Lived the sweetest little maiden Ever seen by mortal eyes. She whose smiles were like the sunbeams Daughter of an honored chief, Came to gladden their home in Autumn, And they called her Falling Leaves. From the depths of tangled forest, He alone one summer day, Came a hunter worn and weary, Who into their camp did stray. Weeks passed by and still he lingered Falling Leaves there by his side, Told with smiles of love and promised That she'd be his woodland bride. One bright day this hunter wandered O'er the prairie all alone, All in vain she watched and waited, But his fate was never known. Like the summer flowers she faded, Like the Autumn leaves she died, They closed her eyes in deathly slumber By the dreaming river tide. (Chorus) Far above the stars in heaven Lives a maid in pure delight And out from that lonely wigwam There's a wail of woe each night. (We really appreciate your website and the various postings). |
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06 Dec 07 - 11:25 AM (#2209774) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Falling Leaf / Fallen Leaves From: GUEST,JoLynn Self Spring of March or April 1969 Ollie Self taught Charlie Jones an Indian story teller this song Fallen Leaf. He did not sing the whole song. I have just the recording of him singing it so this is what he sung. William Ollie Self was born Dec 25 1899 in Long Creek-Indian Territory which is now Choctaw County, Oklahoma. He was 1/8 Choctaw Indian. Falling Leaf Far across the rolling prairie where the dwells and noble flight, Came to bless their home in Autumn and her name was Falling Leaf. Falling Leaf, the breezes whispers spirits of an early flight, Came to bless their home in autumn and her name was Falling Leafs. One "oh shit" He thought he messed up so he stopped singing. Nice to have found the words to this song. Thanks, JoLynn Self - Choctaw County Oklahoma |
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16 Mar 14 - 09:44 PM (#3610140) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Falling Leaf / Fallen Leaves From: GUEST,louise boulton thanks so much Im in my 60s an our mother used to sing of Fallen Leaves,so happy to see the words tho all are just a little different,probably due to the fact they didn't always have radios or music so they probably sang from memory thank you al thank you!!!! |
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12 Mar 18 - 03:03 PM (#3910701) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Falling Leaf / Fallen Leaves From: GUEST,Petra Johnson Dryden mahvash So happy to find this thread. My mother sang this to me and her mother to her. I sang it to my children and now my grandchildren. I’m sad I didn’t find this thread sooner it is now 2018 I would have like to have reached out to Mary a Crawford as I am sure she is related. She posted earlier in 2006 |
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05 Feb 21 - 09:19 PM (#4091704) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Falling Leaf / Fallen Leaves From: Shenkin There is a good recording of the song "Falling Leaf", by Annie M. Curtis and A. C. Farnham (1871). This is the tune that begins "Far beyond the rolling Prairie". The recording by Curly Fox and Texas Ruby was recorded in 1947 and released by King Records. It is available on YouTube The song by F. A. M. Stuart and W. Eban Miles (1908) is a completely different song, which begins "They stood on the sunkissed hillside" |
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15 Feb 24 - 07:11 PM (#4197276) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Falling Leaf / Fallen Leaves From: GUEST,Laura Craft my mother sang the song entirely differently. I learned it when in 1950 shortly after World War II ended and we were living in Germany. This was my mother‘s version. She was black foot snd Sioux. Far beyond the rolling prairie where the noble Forest rise Lived The fairest Indian maiden ever seen by mortal eyes Falling leaves the breezes murmured, daughter of an Indian chief Came to gladden our homes in Autumn and we called her falling leaves . Falling leaves , the breezes murmured, , falling leaves the river sighed She was the fairest little maiden ever seen by mortal eyes Then out of the tangled forrest All alone one summer day Came a warrior worn and wounded And into her hut did stray Weeks passed by and still he lingered Gentle falling Leaves beside and with smiles of love, she promised Soon to be the warriors bride chorus One bright day, the warrior wandered over the prairie face alone All in vain, she watched and waited But his fate was never known Like the springtime flowers, she faded Like the autumn leaves, she died And we closed her eyes in sadness By the weeping River side chorus But above us in the heavens Shines a maidens holy light And from out of her lonely wigwam Comes a woe on war each night |