| words and music by Don Belms and Ray Price |
| C | C7 | F | |
| Day and | night I | worry over | you |
| G | C | |
| I'm payin' | now for bein' so un- | true |
| C7 | F | |
| I pray each night, al- | though it seems in | vain |
| C | G | C | |
| I know I'll | never | win your love a- | gain |
| I won your love for such a precious jewel |
| You pleaded dear, and yet I was so cruel |
| A love so rare cannot be bound and chained |
| I know I'll never win your love again |
| I try so hard to change what cannot be |
| And yet how weak my efforts seem to me |
| In fate's cruel hands forever I'll remain |
| I know I'll never win your love again |
| Within my heart there'll always be a chill |
| Until at last its beating shall be still |
| My weary soul will find its journey's end |
| I know I'll never win your love again |