Typh Barrow - Very first morning

The very first ^Dmmorning that I ^Am7wake up^G7 without you by my s^Dm7ide ^A7 This kind of m^Dm7orning brings the ^Am7hardest pain^G7 without you by ^Dm7my side ^A7 Is it the str^G7ongest hang^Dm7over ^G7My head beats like a h^Dm7ammer How can I ^G7put my life tog^Dm7ether When h^A7alf of me is gone ?

This very first m^Dm7orning that I w^Am7ake up ^G7without you by my si^Dm7de ^A7 This kind of m^Dm7ornings brings the ^Am7hardest pain^G7 without you by my ^Dm7side ^A7 My whole r^G7oom is full of s^Dm7orrow ^G7Your smell lingers on my p^Dm7illow When I don't f^G7eel your breath s^Dm7oft and low I r^A7oll out of bed and cry

This very first m^Dm7orning that ^Am7I wake up^G7 without you by m^Dm7y side ^{A7 F}For a moment I could ^Dmalmost believe That I'd ^Fopen my eyes and s^Dmee you lying next to me ^BbBut the only one I l^Fay with is ^Gmy miser^A7y

My whole r^G7oom is full of so^Dm7rrow ^G7Your smell lingers on my p^Dm7illow When I don't f^G7eel your breath so^Dm7ft and low I r^A7oll out of bed and cry This very first m^Dm7orning that I^Am7 wake up^G7 without you by m^Dm7y side