Chords for Do You Think That I Do Not Know
Tempo:
86.7 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
Gm
Eb
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F] [Bb] [Gm]
[Eb] [F] [Bb]
They say that I never [Gm] have written [Bb] of love as a writer of song [F] should do
They say that I never could touch the strings with a touch that is firm [Bb] and true
They say I know nothing [Gm] of women [Bb] and men in the fields where love's [Eb] roses grow
[Cm] I must write, they say, [Bb] with a [Gm] halting pen [Eb] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know?
My love burst, [Gm] came like an [Bb] English spring In the days when our hair was [F] brown
And the hem of her skirt was a sacred thing And her hair was an [Bb] angel's crown
[Eb] [F] [Bb]
They say that I never [Gm] have written [Bb] of love as a writer of song [F] should do
They say that I never could touch the strings with a touch that is firm [Bb] and true
They say I know nothing [Gm] of women [Bb] and men in the fields where love's [Eb] roses grow
[Cm] I must write, they say, [Bb] with a [Gm] halting pen [Eb] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know?
My love burst, [Gm] came like an [Bb] English spring In the days when our hair was [F] brown
And the hem of her skirt was a sacred thing And her hair was an [Bb] angel's crown
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F
Gm
Eb
Cm
Bb
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They say that I never [Gm] have written [Bb] of love as a writer of song [F] should do _
They say that I never could touch the strings with a touch that is firm [Bb] and true _
They say I know nothing [Gm] of women [Bb] and men in the fields where love's [Eb] roses grow _
[Cm] I must write, they say, [Bb] with a [Gm] halting pen [Eb] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know? _
My love burst, [Gm] came like an [Bb] English spring In the days when our hair was [F] brown
And the hem of her skirt was a sacred thing And her hair was an [Bb] angel's crown
The shock [F] when another [Gm] man [Bb] touched her arm Where the dancers sat [Eb] in a row _
[Cm] The hope and despair [Bb] and the false alarm [Gm] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know? _
By the [F] arbor lights [Gm] on the [Bb] western farms You remember the [C] question poor
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While you held her warm in your quivering arms And you trembled from [Bb] head to foot
The electric shock [Gm] from her [Bb] fingertips And the murmuring [Eb] answer low _
[Cm] The soft shine [Gm] yielding of warm red lips [Eb] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know? _ _
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[F] She [Bb] _ _ _ was buried [A] at Brighton [Gm] where [Bb] Gordon sleeps When I was a world [F] away
And the sad old garden its secret keeps For nobody _ [Bb] knows today
_ _ She left a message [Gm] for me [Bb] to read Where the wild wide [Eb] oceans flow
_ [Cm] Do you know how the heart [A] of a man [Gm] can bleed?
[Eb] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know?
_ I stood by the grave [Gm] where the dead [Bb] girl lies When the sunlit scene [F] was fair
_ Neath white clouds high in the autumn skies I answered the message _ [Bb] there
But the [F] haunting words [Gm] of the dead [Bb] to me Shall go wherever [F] I [Eb] go
[Cm] She lives in the marriage [Bb] that might have been [Eb] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know?
[Gm] _ [Eb] Do you think [F] that I do not know?
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[Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
They say that I never [Gm] have written [Bb] of love as a writer of song [F] should do _
They say that I never could touch the strings with a touch that is firm [Bb] and true _
They say I know nothing [Gm] of women [Bb] and men in the fields where love's [Eb] roses grow _
[Cm] I must write, they say, [Bb] with a [Gm] halting pen [Eb] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know? _
My love burst, [Gm] came like an [Bb] English spring In the days when our hair was [F] brown
And the hem of her skirt was a sacred thing And her hair was an [Bb] angel's crown
The shock [F] when another [Gm] man [Bb] touched her arm Where the dancers sat [Eb] in a row _
[Cm] The hope and despair [Bb] and the false alarm [Gm] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know? _
By the [F] arbor lights [Gm] on the [Bb] western farms You remember the [C] question poor
[F] _
While you held her warm in your quivering arms And you trembled from [Bb] head to foot
The electric shock [Gm] from her [Bb] fingertips And the murmuring [Eb] answer low _
[Cm] The soft shine [Gm] yielding of warm red lips [Eb] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know? _ _
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[F] She [Bb] _ _ _ was buried [A] at Brighton [Gm] where [Bb] Gordon sleeps When I was a world [F] away
And the sad old garden its secret keeps For nobody _ [Bb] knows today
_ _ She left a message [Gm] for me [Bb] to read Where the wild wide [Eb] oceans flow
_ [Cm] Do you know how the heart [A] of a man [Gm] can bleed?
[Eb] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know?
_ I stood by the grave [Gm] where the dead [Bb] girl lies When the sunlit scene [F] was fair
_ Neath white clouds high in the autumn skies I answered the message _ [Bb] there
But the [F] haunting words [Gm] of the dead [Bb] to me Shall go wherever [F] I [Eb] go
[Cm] She lives in the marriage [Bb] that might have been [Eb] Do you think [F] that I do [Bb] not know?
[Gm] _ [Eb] Do you think [F] that I do not know?
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