John Denver - Goodbye again

It's f^Give o^G/F#'clock this mor^Emning, and the s^Cun is on the r^Gise There's fro^Gsting ^G/F#on the wi^Emndow pane, and so^Crrow in your ey^D7es The st^Gars are fa^G/F#ding qu^Emietly, the ni^Cght is nearly g^Gone And s^Go you ^G/F#turn a^Emway from me, and te^Cars begin to co^D7me

And it's goo^Amdbye aga^D7in, I'm sorr^Gy to^G/F# be leav^Emin' you Go^Amodbye aga^D7in, as i^Gf you^G/F# didn't kno^Emw It's go^Amodbye aga^D7in, and I ^Gwis^G/F#h you cou^Emld tell me Why ^Amdo we always fight when I have to ^D7go

It se^Gems a s^G/F#hame to l^Emeave you now, the d^Cays are soft and w^Garm I l^Gong to ^G/F#lay me d^Emown again, to h^Cold you in my a^D7rms I l^Gong to ^G/F#kiss the t^Emears away, gi^Cve you back your s^Gmile But ot^Gher vo^G/F#ices bec^Emkon me, and f^Cor a little wh^D7ile

It's go^Amodbye ag^D7ain, I'm sor^Gry t^G/F#o be lea^Emvin' you Go^Amodbye aga^D7in, as if^G you^G/F# didn't kno^Emw It's go^Amodbye aga^D7in, and I ^Gwis^G/F#h you cou^Emld tell me Why ^Amdo we always fight when I have to ^D7go

I have to ^Bmgo and see some fri^Cends of mine, so^Gme th^G/F#at I don't kn^Emow S^Amome who aren't fami^D7liar with my na^Gme, It's some^Bmthing that's inside of ^Cme not h^Gard ^G/F#to unders^Emtand It’s ^Amanyone who l^Cistens to me^D7 sing

And ^Gif your h^G/F#ours are e^Emmpty now, w^Cho am I to bl^Game You th^Gink if ^G/F#I were always h^Emere, our l^Cove would be the s^D7ame? A^Gs it ^G/F#is the t^Emime we have, i^Cs worth the time al^Gone ^GAnd l^G/F#ying by y^Emour side, the gre^Catest peace I've ever kn^D7own

But it's goo^Amdbye aga^D7in, and I'^Gm so^G/F#rry to b^Eme leavin' you Go^Amodbye aga^D7in, as if^G you^G/F# didn't kno^Emw It's go^Amodbye aga^D7in, and I ^Gwis^G/F#h you cou^Emld tell me Why ^Amdo we always fight when I have to ^D7go