[G] [C] [G] I heard the front door Cl[D]osin' softly[G] As I wakened from my sleep [G] [C] [G]With a last touch Of her lips, Lord Li[D]ke a whis[G]per On my cheek [C] [G]And I cursed the sun for risin' For the worst Lord [D] Is yet to come [G] [C] [G]Cause this mornin' She's just leavin' B[D]ut come sundow[G]n She'll be gone [G] [C] [G]...