Chris de Burgh - A rainy night in paris

^EmIt's a rainy night in P^B7aris, ^EmAnd the harbour lights are l^B7ow. ^AmHe must leave his lo^D7ve in Pa^Gris ^CBefore the ^B7winter sn^Emow.

^EmOn a lonely street in Pa^B7ris, ^EmHe held her close to s^B7ay ^Am" We'll meet ag^D7ain in Pa^Gris When there are fl^Cowers on the ^B7Champs-Elysee^Ems. "

" How l^Emong " she said " How l^Among, And w^Dill your love be s^Gtrong? Wh^Emen you're across the ^Amsea, Will your l^Fove remember ^B7me ? "

^EmThen she gave him words to t^B7urn to ^EmWhen the winter nights were l^B7ong. " Nous ^Amserons enc^D7ore amoureux^G Av^Cec les cou^B7leurs du printem^Emps. "

" And^Em then " she said " And ^Amthen, Our ^Dlove will grow a^Ggain. " Ah, ^Embut in her eyes he ^Amsees Her words of l^Fove are only words to p^B7lease.

^EmAnd now the lights of P^B7aris ^EmGrow dim and fade a^B7way. And I ^Amknow by the l^D7ight of Par^Gis I will ^Cnever see ^B7her ag^Emain.