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