D5 E5 Write a song, a song, write a song about her A5 D5 Hum a tune, a tune, hum a tune, you miss her E5 Words that wouldn't rhyme, wouldn't rhyme... It's over A5 D5 Start another line, start a line anew D5 Bb5 She's the kinda girl, a man, Lord, remembers A5 D5 Remembers.. remembers... D5 Bb5 She's the kinda girl you just got to love her A5 D5 If you know her and I knew her G5 C5 Sitting in the dark, in the darkness of my room F5 D5 I wonder why I look the sky, look the sky begins to softly cry G5 C5 Morning new running through the grass throught the sweet green morning dew F5 D5 Clinging to her golden hair, I had to leave her G5 /F#5 /E5 /D5 A5 D5 A5 D5 Yesterdays newspaper forcast no rain for today G5 /F#5 /E5 /D5 Yesterdays news was old news the skies are all grey G5 /F#5 /E5 /D5 A5 D5 A5 D5 Winter is in labor and soon give birth to the Spring G5 /F#5 /E5 /D5 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...