paroles de chanson Come Spring - Sarah Vaughan
I
stood
in
a
lonely
room
Of
a
mother
old
and
gray
Her
voice
so
weak,
she
could
hardly
speak
I
brushed
a
tear
away
She
was
watching
the
little
snowflakes
falling
on
her
window
pane
She
breathed
a
sigh
and
then
replied,
"I'll
be
gone
to
be
with
Jesus
Come
spring"
Before
the
roses
bloom
in
my
garden
I'll
be
gathering
flowers
in
a
better
land
Before
the
fields
are
green,
before
the
robin
sings
I'll
be
gone
to
be
with
Jesus
come
spring
There's
a
big
gate
standing
open
A
gentle
voice
calls
me
home
Soon
I'll
be
in
God's
country
In
a
garden
of
my
own
With
my
troubles
far
behind
me
And
my
body
free
from
pain
When
the
sun
melts
the
snow
and
the
warm
winds
blow
I'll
be
gone
to
be
with
Jesus,
come
spring
And
now
the
roses
bloom
in
her
garden
And
she's
gathering
flowers
in
a
better
land
She's
gone
where
angels
sing
Earth's
loss
is
Heaven's
gain
But
we'll
meet
when
God
gathers
flowers,
come
spring
I
know
we'll
meet
when
God
gathers
flowers
Come
spring
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