Alone and Forsaken Hank Williams Words and music by Hank Williams, Sr. We [Am] met in the springtime when blossoms unfold The pastures were green and the [E7] meadows were [Am] gold Our love was in flower as summer grew on Her love like the leaves now has [E7] withered and [Am] gone. The roses have faded, there's frost at my door The birds in the morning don't [E7*] sing any-[Am] more The grass in the valley is starting to die And out in the darkness the [E7] whippoorwills [Am] cry. Refrain A (allcountrytabs.com)
