On a ^Clonely ^Fhighway, dark road^Cside I am ^Ampray for forgiveness of my ^Csins And I^Am know the devil got a ^Cplace for ^Amme I am ^Fgone, I am ^Gleaving in the ^Cmorning

What an ^Cangry and ^Fbitter fool ^Cam I I have^Am been much more trouble than I^C'm worth ^AmI have lusted, and stolen^C, and been st^Amricken down I am ^Fgone, I am ^Gleaving in the^C morning

And ^Amlove ain't been no friend of ^Cmine I said ^Amlove … I am ^Fgone, I am ^Gleaving when the^Am morning ^Ccomes I am ^Fgone, I am ^Gleaving in the ^Cmorning

When they ^Clay me ^Funderneath t^Che ground I want ^Amno one to shed a tear for^C me I've lived^Am life, to it's fullest, now I'm ^Cglory ^Ambound I am ^Fgone, I am ^Gleaving in the ^Cmorning I am ^Fgone, I am ^Gleaving in the^Am mornin^Cg I am ^Fgone, I am ^Gleaving in the^C morning