Capo on 3rd
C F G C
There is a vine growing on my garden wall,
G C
and it is brown and withered in the fall,
F C Am
and in the spring its leaves are green and blossoms all aflame,
F G C
but, spring or fall, still I love you just the same.
C F G C
There is a gate halfway down my garden wall,
G C
and in the night I lock it, bolts and all,
F C Am
and in the day it's open wide to all who would come through,
F G C
but, day or night, it is never locked for you.
C F G C
There is a tree growing by my garden gate
G C
and year by year it seems to stand and wait,
F C Am
and here am I beneath the tree, for I am waiting too,
F G C
and, oh, my love, I will always wait for you.