Tone gốc: G
Gilbert O’sullivan
If I’mBm not feeling any less sour
I Dm promise myself to treat myself
And Bm visit a nearby E7 tower
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And Am climbing to the top
To Cm throw myself off
In an G effort to make it Gaug clear
to whoever G6 what it’s like when you’re F#7 shattered
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Left Bm7 standing in the lurch
At a Dm church with people E7 saying
“My Am God, that’s tough, she stood him up
No Cm point in us remaining
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We G may as well go Gmaj7 home”
As Bm7 I did on my E7 own
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I was Bm cheerful bright and gay
Looking Dm forward – who wouldn’t do?
The Bm role I was about toE7 play
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And as Am if to knock me down
And G without so much as aGaug mere touch G6
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Talk Dm about God in his E7 mercy
Who Am if He really does exist
I Bm7 truly am E7 indeed
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It Bb seems to me that there are more hearts
Left Bb unattended
What do weDmaj7 do?
What do weAm7 do? D7
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And Bm whatever else appears
I Dm remember I cried when my father died
Never Bm7 wishing to hide E7 my tears
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She had G6 ever loved had been F#7 taken
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With a Dm heart so badly E7 broken
No Cm words were ever spoken
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