Vespers   by   Jim Croce


    G
I'd like to think about her and the way she used to love me
      D                                       C             G
But I just can't live without her, 'cause her arms are not around me
                         D            C              Am
And the season's getting later and my body's getting colder
        D                                   C             G
And the vespers ring and I'm all alone, without my love beside me


G
She'd call me in the evening, ask me to come over
         D                                C                    G
She'd be standing by the window, with her hair down around her shoulder
                      D                 C                   Am
We'd talk a while and then she'd smile, then she'd lock the door
    D                              Am            G
And she would sit beside me and we would talk no more


    D                   C     G                        D
The bells would ring at six o'clock and she'd be in my arms
    C     Bm     Am        G      D   G
Her head upon my shoulder, gently resting
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And then she'd wake and look at me, not knowing I'd been watching
C               D                 G
Kiss me softly, then drift off to sleep


G
She'd call me in the evening and ask me to come over
         D                                C                    G
She'd be standing by the window, with her hair down around her shoulder
                      D                 C                   Am
We'd talk a while and then she'd smile, then she'd lock the door
    D                           Am               G
And she would sit beside me and we would talk no more