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Empty Chairs At Empty Tables

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

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Readable chord sheet for Empty Chairs At Empty Tables by Les Misérables

[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[Ab]ose with v[Ab7]oices r[Eb]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 [G7]last comm[F]union
[C]    On the lonely barr[C6]icade at[Am] dawn.

[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[Ab]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[Ab]iends will sing no [C#m]more.     [C#m7]                [C#m6]                           [C#m]

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