Wednesday Morning 3am – Simon and Garfunkel

  (Eredeti hangnem: F-dúr)

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I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love     C    am   F    em   \
As she lies here beside me asleep with the night          C    dm   G    \    \
And her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow           C    am   F    em   \
Reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight               C    dm   F    G
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She is soft, she is warm, but my heart remains heavy
And I watch as her breasts gently rise, gently fall
For I know with the first light of dawn I'll be leaving
And tonight will be all I have left to recall

Oh what have I done, why have I done it
I've committed a crime, broken the law
For twenty five dollars and pieces of silver
I held up and robbed a hard liquor store

My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion
A scene badly written in which I must play
Yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me
The morning is just a few hours away                      C    dm   F    \    G    \
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