Empty Chairs At Empty Tables
There's a grief that can't be spoken. | a |
There's a pain goes on and on. | a C |
Empty chairs at empty tables | C d |
Now my friends are dead and gone. | E a |
Here they talked of revolution. | a |
Here it was they lit the flame. | a C |
Here they sang about `tomorrow' | C d |
And tomorrow never came. | E a |
From the table in the corner | C C7 F |
They could see a world reborn | c7 F7 B |
And they rose with voices ringing | G/B C |
I can hear them now! | B A |
The very words that they had sung | d d7 B |
Became their last communion | g G7 |
On the lonely barricade at dawn. | F/C a/C a |
Oh my friends, my friends forgive me | a |
That I live and you are gone. | a C |
There's a grief that can't be spoken. | C d |
There's a pain goes on and on. | E cis |
Phantom faces at the window. | cis |
Phantom shadows on the floor. | cis E |
Empty chairs at empty tables | E fis |
Where my friends will meet no more. | Gis cis |
Oh my friends, my friends, don't ask me | cis |
What your sacrifice was for | cis E |
Empty chairs at empty tables | E fis |
Where my friends will sing no more. | Gis cis |