John Gorka - I think of you

I look to ^Fsee the wildflowers^C blooming And wonder ^Gwhy they seem so plain Springtime ^Frides, all the brown hills ^Cover Young birds ^Gsing in the silver rain

I think of ^Fyou as the night rolls ^Cby You're on my ^Gmind the whole night through Far a^Fway in a lonesome ^Ccity All the time you're ^Ggone I ^Cthink of ^Fyou ^C

And when my ^Fworld has turned to ^Csunlight And the dust clouds ^Gstand in the summer sky I'll number ^Fall the climbing ^Croses And watch to ^Gsee the milkweed fly

I think of ^Fyou as the night rolls ^Cby You're on my ^Gmind the whole night through Far a^Fway in a lonesome ^Ccity All the time you're ^Ggone I ^Cthink of ^Fyou ^C

And ^Cwhen I ^Fhear the soft wind ^Cmoaning Like an angel's^G voice from a far-off shore My days ^Fslip by like light snow ^Cfalling Or dry brown ^Gleaves blown by my door

I think of ^Fyou as the night rolls ^Cby You're on my ^Gmind the whole night through Far a^Fway in a lonesome ^Ccity All the time you're ^Ggone I ^Cthink of ^Fyou ^C All the time you're ^Ggone I ^Cthink of ^Fyou ^{C G} I think of ^Fyou ^C