5 -4 4 4 -4 4 -4 5 7 Thou wilt come no more, gen-tle An-nie -7 -6 6 -6 4 4 -4 5 -4 Like a flow'r thy spir-it did de-part; 5 -4 4 4 -4 4 -4 5 7 Thou art gone, a-las! like the man-y -7 -6 6 -5 That have bloomed in 5 5 -4 4 -3 4 the sum-mer of my heart. chorus 6 6 -6 -8 7 -6 6 5 Shall we nev-er more be-hold thee; -7 7 5 -4 4 4 -4 5 -4 Nev-er hear thy win-ning voice a-gain 5 -4 4 4 -4 4 -4 5 7 When the Spring-time comes, gen-tle An-nie, -7 -6 6 -5 When the wild flow'rs 5 5 -4 4 -3 4 are scat-tered o'er the plain? verse 2 We have roamed and loved mid the bowers, When thy downy cheeks were in their bloom; Now I stand alone mid the flowers While hey mingle their perfumes o'er thy tomb. verse 3 Ah,The hours grow sad while I ponder Near the silent spot where thou art laid And my heart bows down when I wander By the streams and the meadows where we strayed.