Standard (EADGBE)
Verse
In spring time when you haven't got a dime
in spring time and life seems a crime
Chorus
Come on over
Cry on my shoulder, and drink
Broken-hearted wine
Tastes fine
In the spring time
Verse
So you finally see her face at last, and the pain will never pass
You thought she was the only birl in the whole wide world for you
Chorus
You can come on over
Cry on my shoulder, and drink
Broken-hearted wine
Tastes fine
In the spring time
Broken-hearted wine
Tastes fine
So you don't know what to do
There's just one cure for you
In spring time when there isn't any reason
Or rhyme to thinkin' that you'll be mine
you can come on over
Cry on my shoulder, and drink
Broken-hearted wine
Tastes fine
In the spring time
Broken-hearted wine
Tastes fine
In the spring time