nTabbed by Gene Graham n                                                      n   [Am] nWe met in the springtime when blossoms unfold n                                [E7           Am]  nThe pastures were green and the meadows were gold n nOur love was in flower as summer grew on n                                 [E7           Am] nHer love like the leaves now has withered and gone n nThe roses have faded, there's frost at my door nThe birds in the morning don't sing anymore nThe grass in the valley is starting to die nAnd out in the darkness the whippoorwills cry n n

			[F C] nAlone and forsaken by fate and by man n [Am] nOh, Lord, if You hear me, please hold onto my hand n [E7 Am] nOh, please understand

 n nOh, where has she gone to, oh, where can she be nShe may have forsaken some other like me nShe promised to honor, to love and obey nEach vow was a plaything that she threw away. n nThe darkness is falling, the sky has turned gray nA hound in the distance is starting to "BAY" nI wonder, I wonder - what she's thinking of nForsaken, forgotten - without any love. n nChorus