Loretta Lynn - In the garden

^GI come to the garden a^G7lone While the dew i^Cs still on the roses^G And the voic^D7e I hear, falling on m^Gy ear ^E7 The So^A7n of God di^D7scloses

And He wal^Gks with me And He tal^D7ks with me And He tell^Cs me I am^D7 His own ^G And the joy we^B7 share as we tar^Emry the^Gre None oth^Ger has eve^D7r know^Gn

^GHe speaks and the sound of His ^G7voice Is so swe^Cet the birds hush their sin^Gging And the melo^D7dy that He gave^G to me ^E7 Within^A7 my heart is ri^D7nging

And He wal^Gks with me And He tal^D7ks with me And He tell^Cs me I am^D7 His own ^G And the joy we sha^B7re as we tarr^Emy there^G None ot^Gher ha^D7s ever kn^Gown

^GI'd stay in the garden with ^G7Him Though the^C night around me be fal^Gling But He bid^D7s me go through the voi^Gce of woe^E7 His vo^A7ice to me is ca^D7lling

And He wal^Gks with me And He tal^Dks with me And He tell^Cs me I a^D7m His own ^G And the joy we shar^B7e as we tarr^Emy ther^Ge None ot^Gher ha^D7s ever kn^Gown