Trisha Yearwood - The nightingale

^CYesterday I th^Amought that I walked al^Cone And that l^Amove was just a m^Gemory But a ni^Cghting^Amale followed me back ho^Cme And my l^Fove was wa^Giting there for ^Cme I had lo^Cst my fa^Amith as lovers often ^Cdo When the st^Amorm clouds gather over h^Gead But the ni^Cghting^Amale sang a note so t^Crue That I k^Fnew I'd lo^Gst my fear inst^Cead And to t^Chink that ^AmI said love was for fo^Cols And that t^Cime would n^Amever heal the^Fse old wo^Gunds But the nig^Chting^Amale saved a prayer for ^Cme In the twi^Flight he pl^Gayed a faithful tu^Cne I have he^Card the l^Amark over in the va^Cle And I've he^Amard the lonesome whippo-w^Gill But the swe^Cetest s^Among is the nightin-g^Cale's And I k^Fnow I'll ne^Gver get my f^Cill And to th^Cink that ^AmI said love was for fo^Cols And that t^Cime would n^Amever heal the^Fse old wo^Gunds But the nig^Chting^Amale saved a prayer for ^Cme In the twi^Flight he pl^Gayed a faithful tu^Cne

But the ni^Cghtin^Amgale saved a prayer for ^Cme In the twi^Flight he pl^Gayed a faithful tu^Cne ^{D7 G7 C}