Les Miserables - Empty chairs at empty tables

^Amadd9 There's a grief that can't be spoken There's a pain goes on and ^Con Empty chairs at empty ^Dmtables Now my f^Eriends are dead and g^Amadd9one ^Amadd9Here they talked of revolution Here it was they lit the ^Cflame Here they sang about tom^Dmorrow And to^Emorrow never ^Amadd9came

From the ^C7table in the^F corner They could ^Cm7see a ^F9world reb^Bborn Bm7-5 G7 C And they rose with voices ringing And I can ^Bbhear them ^Anow The very ^Dmwords that ^Dm/Cthey had ^Bbsung ^Bb/A Bec^Gmame their last c^G9ommunion ^FOn this lonely barri^Amcade at ^Amadd9dawn

^Amadd9Oh my friends, my friends forgive me That I live and you are ^Cgone There's a grief that can't be ^Dmspoken There's a ^Epain goes on and ^C#mon ^C#mPhantom faces at the window Phantom shadows on the ^Efloor Empty chairs at empty ^F#mtables Where my ^G#friends will meet no^C#m more ^C#mOh my friends, my friends, don't ask me What your sacrifice was ^Efor Empty chairs at empty ^F#mtables Where my ^G#friends will sing no ^C#mmore ^{C#m7 C#m6 C#madd9}