Roy Orbison - Good morning dear

Were the ^Cnights any ^Gsweeter The ^Ammornings any ^Gcooler, when ^Fshe was here? ^{Em Dm F} Or was the ^Gmind grown ac^Dmcustomed to ^Emhearing ^G "Good ^Cmorning Dear"? ^{Em Am G}

Should I ^Cstill feel all the ^Emsunshine That re^Ammembering ^Gbrings to mind with my ^Fthoughts of her? ^{Em Dm F} Lord, ^Gwe both know ^Dmthings could ^Emnever ^Gever be the ^Cway they were ^{Em Am G}

Her ^Clittle girl il^Emlusions Built the ^Amwall of con^Gfusion between the ^Fright and wrong ^{Em Dm F} That ^Gstands be^Dmtween ^Emher and the ^Gdream I had ^Ccherished so ^Emlong ^{Am G}

Now ^Cfaded and ^Emtattered, ^Amonce all that ^Gmattered when ^Fshe was here ^{Em Dm F} And a ^Gmind grown a^Dmccustomed to ^Emhearing ^G "Good ^Cmorning dear" ^{Em Am G}

Were the ^Cnights any ^Emsweeter The ^Ammornings any ^Gcooler, when ^Fshe was here? ^{Em Dm F} Or was the ^Gmind just a^Dmccustomed to ^Emhearing ^G "Good morning Dear"?^{C Em Am G}