What's The Life Of A Man?

As I was a-walking one morning at ease
A viewing the leaves as they fell from the trees
All in slow motion appearing to be
Like those that had withered, they fell from the trees
And if you’d seen those trees just a few days ago
How beautiful and green they all seemed to grow
But a frost came upon them and withered them all
And a storm came upon them and down they did fall
What’s the life of a man any more than a leaf
A man has his seasons, so why should we grieve
Although in this world, we appear fin and gay
Like a leaf we must withr and soon fade away
If you look in the churchyard, it’s there you will see
Those that have passed like a leaf from the tree
When age and affliction upon them did fall
Like a leaf they did wither and down they did fall
What’s the life of a man any more than a leaf
A man has his seasons, so why should we grieve
Although in this world, we appear fine and gay
Like a leaf we must wither and soon fade away
What’s the life of a man?