Gordon Bok - Turning toward the morning

When the deer has bedded down and the ^Dbear has gone to ground And the ^ANorthern goose has wandered off to ^Dwarmer bay and ^Esound It's so ^Aeasy in the cold to feel the ^Ddarkness of the year And the ^Aheart is growing ^Elonely for the ^Dmorning ^A

Oh, my ^EJoanie, don't you know that the ^Astars are swinging slow And the seas are rolling easy as they ^Ddid so long ^Eago? If I ^Ahad a thing to give you, I would ^Dtell you one more time That the ^Aworld is always ^Eturning toward the ^Dmorning ^{A E A}

When October's growing thin and No^Dvember's coming home You'll be ^Athinking of the season and the ^Dsad things that you've ^Eseen And you ^Ahear that old wind walking, hear him ^Dsinging high and thin You could ^Aswear he's out there ^Esinging of your ^Dsorrow ^A

Oh, my ^EJoanie, don't you know that the ^Astars are swinging slow And the seas are rolling easy as they ^Ddid so long ^Eago? If I ^Ahad a thing to give you, I would ^Dtell you one more time That the ^Aworld is always ^Eturning toward the ^Dmorning ^{A E A}

So, the darkness falls around you and you ^Dhear the North wind blow And you ^Ahear him call your name out as he ^Dwalks the brittle ^Esnow That old ^Awind don't mean you trouble, he don't ^Dcare or even know He's just ^Awalking down the ^Edarkness toward the ^Dmorning ^A

Oh, my ^EJoanie, don't you know that the ^Astars are swinging slow And the seas are rolling easy as they ^Ddid so long ^Eago? If I ^Ahad a thing to give you, I would ^Dtell you one more time That the ^Aworld is always ^Eturning toward the ^Dmorning ^{A E A}

It's a pity we don't know what the ^Dlittle flowers know They can't ^Aface the cold November, they can't ^Dtake the wind and ^Esnow They put their ^Aglories all behind them, bow their ^Dheads and let it go But you ^Aknow they'll be there ^Eshining in the ^Dmorning ^A

Oh, my ^EJoanie, don't you know that the ^Astars are swinging slow And the seas are rolling easy as they ^Ddid so long ^Eago? If I ^Ahad a thing to give you, I would ^Dtell you one more time That the ^Aworld is always ^Eturning toward the ^Dmorning ^{A E A}