Porter Wagoner - The agony of waiting

This ^Bbroom is like a ^Ftomb, quiet and ^Bbstill ^{F Bb} I can ^Bbalmost ^Fhear my heart ^Bbbreaking ^{F Bb} But it ^Bbwon't 'cause there's a ^Bb7chance I might ^Ebsee you tomorrow ^BbOh, the ^Fagony of ^Bbwaiting^Bb7

You ^Ebtold me that some day you'd be mine, maybe But I ^C7wonder if you know the ^Fagony of waiting all alone But I ^Bblove you, you know that, or I ^Bb7couldn't stand the ^Ebpain And the ^Bbagony of ^Fwaiting in ^Bbvain

Here I ^Bam, all a^F#lone again, to^Bnight ^{F# B B}Waiting for the ^F#dawn to start ^Bbreakin' ^{F# B} And my ^Beyes won't stay ^B7closed, they wanna ^Esee you And ^Boh, the ^F#agony of ^Bwaiting ^B7

You ^Etold me that some day you'd be mine, maybe But I ^C#7wonder if you know the ^F#agony of waiting all alone But I ^Blove you, you know that, or I ^B7couldn't stand the ^Epain And the ^Bagony of ^F#waiting in ^Bvain ^{B7 E}

And the ^Bagony of ^F#waiting in ^Bvain [Outro] F# B F# B F# B