Glen Campbell – The Last Time I Saw Her Face (Guitar)

    G        C    Dm           F
The last time   I saw her face

G             G7        G             G7  C          
Her eyes were bathed in starlight and her hair hung long

     G       C     Dm          F
The last time  she spoke to me

G                      G7               G            G7       C     Cmaj7  C  Cmaj7  F
Her lips were like the scented flowers inside a rain-drenched forest

F               G7            F              C
But that was so long ago that I can scarcely feel

          Dm          F    G        G7          C
The way I felt before        and if time could heal the wounds

Cmaj7        C   F                 C       Dm           G7    
I would tear the threads away that I might bleed some more 

    C    Cmaj7  Dm              F
The last time I walked with her

G7                   G                  F                 G          
Her laughter was the steeple bells that rang to greet the morning sun

F                      G       F                      G7 
A voice that called to everyone to love the ground we walked upon

               C         Cmaj7  F  G  G7  C  Cmaj7
Those were her good days

C            Cmaj7 G   F             Dm 
The last time        I held her hand

G                    G7                    C 
Her touch was autumn spring and summer and winter too

    Cmaj7     C        F  
The last time    I let go of her

G               G7             F                 G  
she walked away into the night I lost her in the misty streets

F                   G                  F                G 
A thousand months a thousand years when other lips will kiss her eyes

F               G                G7      C          
A million miles beyond the moon that's where she is

     Cmaj7 C    Cmaj7 F            Dm 
The last   time I     saw her face

G                       G7              C           
Her eyes were bathed in sadness and she walked alone

                  F 
The last time she kissed my cheek

G                      G7             F               G           
Her lips were like the wilted leaves upon the autumn covered hills

F              G             F                     G    
Resting on the frozen ground the seeds of love lie cold and still

F                  G7                    C         Cmaj7  F   Fm  C 
Beneath a battered marking stone it lies forgotten