Frank Sinatra - Begin the beguine

^AWhen they be^A6gin ^{A7M A6} the beg^Auine,^{A6 A7M A6} It bri^Angs back the so^A6und ^A7M of ^A6music so te^E7nder, It br^Bmings back a n^Bm7ight of t^Bmropical spl^Bm7endor, Bm5-/7 E7 E7sus4 E7 A9 A It brings back a memory ever green. ^AI'm with you once m^A6ore ^{A7M A6}under the st^Aars, ^{A6 A7M A6} And d^Aown by the s^A7Mhore, ^F#m7 an orchestra's ^E7playing; E7 Bm5-/7 E7 D E7 E7sus4 E7 A A6 A7M A6 And even the palms seem to be swaying. When they begin the beguine. Bridge: To l^Amive it again ^D7 is past all end^Geavor. Except when t^Gmhat tune clutch^C7es my heart, ^{F7M F} And ^Cdimthere we are,^Dm swearing to love for^Eever, ^Fand promising never, never to p^Eart.^{Dm7 E E7} What moments divi^Ane, ^{A6 A7M} what ra^A6pture ser^Aene, ^{A6 A7M A6} Til cl^Aouds came along to disp^A7erse the joy we had t^E7asted; Dm Bm5-/7 And now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted, E7 Bm5-/7 E7 A9 A E7 A6 A7M A6 I know but too well what they mean. So don't let them begin the beguine, ^E7Let the lo^Ave that was once a ^A6fire remain an ^E7ember; D Bm7 C#m5-/7 F#m Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember Bm5-/7 E7 Bm5-/7 E7 A A6 When they begin the beguine. ^E7Oh, yes, l^Aet them begin the beg^A6uine, make them pl^Aay, ^{A7M A6 E7}Til the s^Atars that were there be^A6fore re^A7Mturn ab^E7ove you, D Bm7 C#m5-/7 F#7 Til you whisper to me once more, "Darling, I love you." Bm7 Bm5-/7 And we suddenly know . . .what heaven we're in When they beg^E7in the beg^Auine.^Am7 When they begi^Bm7n the begui^Dm6ne. ^{E7 A A6 A7M A6 A}