Roy Orbison - Good morning dear

Were the ^Cnights any ^C/Bsweeter The ^Ammornings any ^Ccooler, when ^Fshe was here?^{Am Dm F} Or ^Gwas the mind grown ^Dmaccustomed to ^Emhearing "Good ^Cmorning Dear"? ^{C/B Am G}

Should I ^Cstill feel all the ^C/Bsunshine That re^Ammembering ^Cbrings to mind with my ^Fthoughts of her?^{Am Dm F} Lord, ^Gwe both know ^Dmthings could ^Emnever ever be the ^Cway they were^{C/B Am G}

Her ^Clittle girl il^C/Blusions Built the ^Amwall of con^Cfusion between ^Fright and wrong^{Am Dm F} That ^Gstands ^Dmbetween ^Emher and the ^Dmdream I had ^Ccherished so long ^{C/B Am G}

Now ^Cfaded and ^C/Btattered, once ^Amall that ^Cmattered when ^Fshe was here^{Am Dm F} And a ^Gmind grown ^Dmaccustomed to ^Emhearing "Good ^Cmorning dear" ^{C/B Am G}

Were the ^Cnights any ^C/Bsweeter The ^Ammornings any ^Ccooler, when ^Fshe was here?^{Am Dm F} Or ^Gwas the mind grown ^Dmaccustomed to ^Emhearing "Good ^Cmorning Dear"? ^{C/B Am G}