🎶 Empty Chairs At Empty Tables

🎼 Sáng tác: Claude-Michel Schönberg, Herbert Kretzmer | 🎶 Điệu Slow Rock | 👁️ 148

[Am9]There's a grief that can't be spoken.
There's a pain goes on and [A#]on.
Empty chairs at empty [Eb]tables
Now my [D]friends are dead and [Am9]gone.
[Am9]Here they talked of revolution.
Here it was they lit the [A#]flame.
Here they sang about 'to [Eb]morrow'
And to [D]morrow never [Am9]came.
From the [C7]table in the [Em]corner
They could [Cm7]see a [F9]world re [B#]born
And they [G9/B]rose with [G7]voices [A#]ringing
I can [B#]hear them [Bbm]now!
The very [Eb]words that [Dm/C]they had [B#]sung [Bb/A]
Be [F#]came their last com [G9]munion
[Em]On the lonely barri [Am/C]cade at [Am9]dawn.
[Am9]Oh my friends, my friends forgive me
That I live and you are [A#]gone.
There's a grief that can't be [Eb]spoken.
There's a [D]pain goes on and [A#]on.
[G]Phantom faces at the window.
Phantom shadows on the [Dm]floor.
Empty chairs at empty [Fbm]tables
Where my [Db]friends will meet no [G]more.
Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me
What your sacrifice was [Dm]for
Empty chairs at empty [Fbm]tables
Where my [Db]friends will sing no [G]more⠀⠀