Hợp âm Empty Chairs At Empty Tables
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Am9
There’s a grief that can’t be spoken.There’s a pain goes on and
C
on.Empty chairs at empty
Dm
tablesNow my
E
friends are dead and
Am9
gone.
Am9
Here they talked of revolution.Here it was they lit the
C
flame.Here they sang about ‘to
Dm
morrow’And to
E
morrow never
Am9
came.From the
C7
table in the
F
cornerThey could
Cm7
see a
F9
world re
Bb
bornAnd they
G9/B
rose with
G7
voices
C
ringingI can
Bb
hear them
A
now!The very
Dm
words that
Dm/C
they had
Bb
sung
Bb/A
Be
Gm
came their last com
G9
munion
F
On the lonely barri
Am/C
cade at
Am9
dawn.
Am9
Oh my friends, my friends forgive meThat I live and you are
C
gone.There’s a grief that can’t be
Dm
spoken.There’s a
E
pain goes on and
C
on.
Cm
Phantom faces at the window.Phantom shadows on the
Eb
floor.Empty chairs at empty
Fm
tablesWhere my
G
friends will meet no
Cm
more.Oh my friends, my friends, don’t ask meWhat your sacrifice was
Eb
forEmpty chairs at empty
Fm
tablesWhere my
G
friends will sing no
Cm
more
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