D Em Write a song, a song, write a song about her A7 D Hum a tune, a tune, hum a tune, you miss her Em Words that wouldn't rhyme, wouldn't rhyme... It's over A7 D Start another line, start a line anew Dm Bb She's the kinda girl, a man, Lord, remembers A7 D Remembers.. remembers... Dm Bb She's the kinda girl you just got to love her A7 D If you know her and I knew her G C Sitting in the dark, in the darkness of my room F D I wonder why I look the sky, look the sky begins to softly cry G C Morning new running through the grass throught the sweet green morning dew F D Clinging to her golden hair, I had to leave her G /F# /E /D Am D Am D Yesterdays newspaper forcast no rain for today G /F# /E /D Yesterdays news was old news the skies are all grey G /F# /E /D Am D Am D Winter is in labor and soon give birth to the Spring G /F# /E /D And sprinkle the meadow with flowers for my Angeline Heartache and sorrow and sadness, unendlingly find Wings on her memory with them , she flies to my mind She stretched her arms for a moment then went back to sleep While morning stood watching ever so silently weep She opened her eyes, Lord, the minute my feet touched the floor The cold hardwood creaked with each step that I made to the door There I turned to her gently and said, "Hun, just look, Its Spring" Knowing outside the window the Winter looked for Angeline But yesterday's newspaper forcast no rain for today Sitting in the dark...