Intro: A  A7  D  F  E

A                 F#m         D           A
You know, I don't think much about him no more
              F#m       B           E
And seldom if ever does he cross my mind
A           F#m   D                  A
Yesterday's gone, for it's better forgotten
                    F#m        E           A   
Like the poison red berries to die, on the vine

Intro

This morning at dawn, Lord, I pulled into town
Had some coffee and talked with some old friends of mine
Laughing at the good times they remembered
And then I remembered a time

D  E  A  Bb

Bb               Gm      D#                      Bb
Lord I can still see the bright lights back in Dallas
             Gm           C                F
As yesterday moves like a dream through my mind
Bb          Gm            D#      Bb
I didn't suppose that I'd ever forget him
        Gm           C           F
And you know it took such a long time

But I don't think much about him no more
Seldom if ever does he cross my mind
Yesterday's gone, Lord it's better forgotten
It's like the poison red berries that clings to the mind