Roy Orbison - Time to cry

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Time To Cry

^EI see through ^Ateardrops that old clock on the wall ^E The ^Dhands are ^Efar apart, they ^Dtell me ^Ethat my heart misses ^Ayou ^AmAnd you're not ^Awith me Guess it's ^Bmtime to ^Ecry, ^Bmyes it's ^Etime to ^Acry ^E

I hear the doorbell, the postman just came by All he ever brings are bills and nothing things Oh no, he returned your letter And it's time to cry, yes it's time to cry

^ETime to cry, ^E7ever since ^Dyou said good^Abye ^C#mTime to ^Dcry, what else can I ^Ado but cry over ^Eyou?

I just can't stand it the telephone won't ring The sun is out of sight another lonely night begins And you're not mine Guess it's time to cry, yes it's time to cry by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com