Artist: O. Henry
Lyrics of Artist: O. Henry
  1. [Lyric] The Last Leaf (O. Henry)

    In a little district west of Washington Square the streets have run crazy and broken themselves into small strips called "places." These "places" make strange angles and curves. One Street crosses itself a time or two. An artist once discovered a valuable possibility in this street. Suppose a collector with a bill for paints, paper and canvas...Learn More
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