Intro: 
Am Am7 repeatedly. 
 
Am 
We met in the spring time when the blossoms unfold 
                            Em    Am 
the pastures green and the meadow gold 
Am 
Our love was in flower as the summer grown 
                                    Em          Am 
the love like the leaves have all withered and gone 
 
Dm 
roses have faded and there's frost at my door 
   Am                          Em     Am 
the bird of the morning won't sing any more 
Dm 
the grass in the valley is starting to die 
    Am                        Em         Am 
and out in the darkness the whipper will cry 
 
 C                    Dm 
alone and forsaken by fate and by man 
Am             
oh lord, if you hear me take hold of my hand