Alone And Forsaken

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