Les Miserables - Empty chairs at empty tables

There's a grief that can't be ^Emspoken There's a pain goes on and ^Gon Empty chairs at empty ta^Ambles Now my f^Briends are dead and g^Emone Here they talked of ^Emrevolution Here it was they lit the ^Gflame Here they sang about 'to^Ammorrow' And t^Bomorrow never ca^Emme

From the ^Gtable ^G7in the ^Ccorner They ^Gmcould see a w^Corld ^Freborn And they r^D/F#ose with voices ^Gringing And I can h^Fear them ^Enow! The very ^Amwords that t^Am7hey had s^Fung Be^Dmcame their last commu^D7nion ^C/G On the lonely barri^Gcade at d^Emawn

Oh my friends, my friends ^Emforgive me That I live and you are g^Gone There's a grief that can't be ^Amspoken There's a^B pain goes on and ^G#mon Phantom faces at the w^G#mindow Phantom shadows on the f^Bloor Empty chairs at empty t^C#mables Where my ^D#friends will meet no ^G#mmore Oh my friends, my friends, don't a^G#msk me What your sacrifice was f^Bor Empty chairs at empty ^C#mtables Where my friends will sing no m^G#more