Chords for Come Spring

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I stood _ in a lonely room [A] of a mother old [E] and gray. _
_ Her voice so weak she could hardly speak.
I brushed a tear [B] away. _
She [E] was watching the little _ snowflakes [A] falling on the _ [E] windowpane.
She [A] breathed a sigh [E] and then replied,
[A] I'll be gone to be [E] with Jesus come spring. _ _ _
Before [A] the roses _ bloom in [E] my garden, _ _ _
I'll be gathering flowers in a [B] better land. _ _
Before [E] the fields are green, _
[F#] Before [A] the robin _ sings,
I'll be gone to be [E] with Jesus come spring. _ _ _ _
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_ There's a big gate [B] standing [E] open.
A [A] gentle voice calls me [E] home.
_ Soon I'll be in God's country,
In a garden all [B] my own.
With [E] my troubles all behind me,
And [A] my body free from [E] pain.
[F#] When [A] the sun melts the snow and [E] the warm winds [A] blow,
I'll be gone to be [E] with Jesus _ come spring. _ _ _
Now the [A] roses have bloomed _ in [E] her garden, _ _ _
And the warm winds blow across the fields [B] of green. _ _ _
She's gone [E] where angels sing,
Earth's loss [A] is [E] heaven's [A] gain.
But we'll meet when God [E] gathers flowers from the spring. _ _ _
Now [A] the roses have bloomed in [E] her _ garden, _ _
And the warm winds blow across the fields [B] of green. _ _ _
She's gone [E] where angels sing,
Earth's loss [A] is heaven's gain. _
But we'll meet when God [E] gathers flowers come spring. _ _ _
But [A] we'll meet when God [E] gathers flowers _ [B] come _ spring. _
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