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Empty Chairs At Empty Tables Miserables
[Am] There's a grief that can't be spoken.
There's a pain goes on and [C]on.
Empty chairs at empty [Dm]tables
Now my fr[E]iends are dead and [Am]gone.
[Am] Here they talked of revolution.
Here it was they lit the f[C]lame.
Here they sang about `to[Dm]morrow'
And tom[E]orrow never c[Am]ame.
From the t[C]able [C7]in the c[F]orner
They could [Cm7]see a wo[F7]rld reb[Bb]orn
And they r[G/B]ose with voices r[C]inging
I can h[Bb]ear them n[A]ow!
The very w[Dm]ords that t[Dm7]hey had s[Bb]ung
Bec[Gm]ame their last com[G7]munion
[F/C] On the lonely barric[C6]ade at d[Am]awn.
[Am] Oh my friends, my friends forgive me
That I live and you are g[C]one.
There's a grief that can't be s[Dm]poken.
There's a p[E]ain goes on and [C#m]on.
[C#m] Phantom faces at the window.
Phantom shadows on the f[E]loor.
Empty chairs at empty t[F#m]ables
Where my fr[G#]iends will meet no m[C#m]ore.
[C#m] Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me
What your sacrifice was f[E]or
Empty chairs at empty [F#m]tables
Where my fr[G#]iends will sing no [C#m]more. [C#m7] [C#m6] [C#m]
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