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 |