Mark Heard - Appalachian Melody lyrics

Appalachian melody drifting softly down Instruments of gold and red and brown Do not need no dulcimer or banjo-fiddle sound For right now I'll watch these leaves come down Chorus: How peculiar liking old dead leaves against the sky There is something more than meets the eye Funny how I sit and watch these leaves come down from high But these things are music to my eyes Such a pretty song I see, have I been beguiled This day is not imagination's child Every time the leaves come down I've just got to smile For they sing a melody so mild Chorus But these things are music to my eyes