John Mellencamp - Yours forever

^DHere we r^Ge in the gra^Ays of wint^Bmer, ^DHere we ^Gare just ^Ame and y^Bmou, ^GHo^Ald my ^Bmhand, ^ALets face tom^Gorrow, ^F#mTomorrow still holds ou^Gt its hands to y^Aou

^DThis precious ^Gtime we've onl^Ay borr^Bmowed, The autu^Dmn wi^Gnds have blo^Awn on thro^Bmugh, ^GA ^Aquiet t^Bmhought will te^All our st^Gory, ^DTomorrow still holds o^Gut its hands to y^Aou ^Bm Yes tom^F#morrow still holds o^Gut its hands to y^Aou

Here some ^Ewings^G#m. They’re yours fore^Aver, And here's some d^Ereams,^G#m That w^Eill come tr^Aue, ^BTake these te^C#mars, to wash a^Bway your s^Aorrow, T^Eomorrow still holds o^Aut its hands to ^Byou, Yes to^G#mmorrow still holds ^Aout its hands to y^Bou, Yes to^G#mmorrow still holds ^Aout its hands to y^Bou