Tom: D
Introdução:
D G D
I heard the front door, closing softly,
A D
As I wakened, from my sleep
G D
With the last touch, of her lips, lord,
A D
Like a whisper, on my cheek
G D
And I cursed the sun for risin',
A
cause the worst, lord, was yet to come
D G D
cause this morning, she's just leavin',
A D- G- D- A- D
But, come sundown, she'll be gone.
(verse 2)
G D
And it hurts to know it's over,
A
For the hurt, lord, has just begun.
D G D
'cause this morning, she's just leavin',
A D
But, come sundown, she'll be gone.