I can (Bm)hear the truck tires (A)com in’ up the (G)grav el (D)road,

and it’s not like her to drive that slow; (Gsus2)noth in’s on the ra di o.

(Bm)Foot steps on the front porch, I hear my door bell.

She u sually comes right in.

Now I can tell,

here comes good bye.

Here comes the last time.

Here comes the start of ev ’ry sleep less night, the first of ev ’ry tear I’m gon na cry.

Here comes the pain.

Here comes me (Bm)wish in’ things had (A)nev er changed and (D)she was right here in my (D)arms

to night.

But (A)here comes

good bye.

I can (Bm)hear her say, “I love you” like it was (G)yes ter (D)day.

And I can (Bm)see it writ ten on her face that (G)she had nev er felt this way.

One (Bm)day I thought I’d see her with her (G)dad dy by her side, and vi o lins would play

“Here (Asus)Comes the Bride.” But here comes good bye.

Here comes the last time.

Here comes the start of ev ’ry sleep less night, the first of ev ’ry tear I’m gon na cry.

Here comes the pain.

Here comes me (Bm)wish in’ things had (A)nev er changed and (D)she was right here in my (D)arms to night.

But (A)here comes good bye.

Why’s it have to go from good

to (Bm)gone

be fore the (G)lights turn on,

yeah, and you’re left a lone?

But (C)here comes good bye.

Here comes good bye.

Here comes the last time.

Here comes the start of ev ’ry sleep less night, the first of ev ’ry tear (G)I’m (D)gon na (Em7)cry.

Here comes the pain.

Here comes me (Bm)wish in’ things had (A)nev er changed and (D)she was right here in my (D)arms to night.

But (A)here comes

good bye.