Love came by from the river smoke While the leaves were fresh on the trees But I cut my heart on a blackjack oak Before they fell on me The leaves are green in the early spring They are brown as linsey now I did not ask for a wedding ring From the wind in the bending bough Fall lightly, lightly, leaves of the wild Fall lightly on my care I am not the first to go with child Because of the blowing air Good girls sleep in their modesty Bad girls sleep in their shame But I must sleep in the blackjack oak 'Til my child can have a name Cold and cold and cold again Cold on the blackjack limb The winds of the wild for his sponsor men And a bird to christen him He's gonna act like a hound let loose When he comes from that blackjack tree And he's gonna walk in proud shoes All over Tennessee All over Tennessee