Which Of Them You Love The Best Chords by Wizz Jones

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ Here's a song the night has [Bb] taught me, _ [C] _ As a pupil [Bb] I was slow, so slow.
_ [C] But it was [Bb] the night that brought me _ _ To the end of all I [C] know.
_ _ Look at the everlasting [A] rain [Am] Of changes [Bb] falling from [C] the sky,
_ _ [F] _ _ Evaporating in [Am] the flame of [Bb] ages, Just pretending to [C] roll by and [F] tell me.
_ [Am] _
Let me know [Bb] which of them you [C] love the best, Now, no [F] doubt to me.
_ [C] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
Now we darkly [Bb] dress in mourning, _ _ [C] _
Now we gaily [Bb] dress in silk and lace.
[C] _
From the shadows [Bb] we are turning, _ [F] _
But some other [C] shadows face. _ _ _
Now she dresses [Bb] all in mourning, _ _ [C] _
Now she dresses [Bb] all in silk and lace.
[C] _
From the shadows she [Bb] is turning, _ _ [C]
But [F] to the shadows of my face.
_ [F]
Look at the many [Em] thousand years That lie [Bb]
concealed in [C] every word,
_ [F] _ Whispered in her [Em] tender ears, [Bb] Sweetly, by so many over [C] her.
_ [D] And tell me, _ [Am] let me know, _ [Bb] Which of them you love the [C] best,
Now, no doubt [F] to me. _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
Listen to [Bb] your own life story, _ [C] _
Told in pictures [Bb] of a magic book.
[C] _
Will you hang your [Bb] head and worry _ _ [F]
About the road you [C] never took? _ _
Or will you hear the tale [Bb] so gaily And [C]
take the other [Bb] fellow's part?
_ _ [C] Oh, how you cheated [Bb] yourself daily _ [F] In the street market of [C] your heart.
_ _ Look at this wicked [Am] little _ world, As [Bb] she goes [C] sulking round the sun,
_ _ [F] _ Denied the freedom [Am] of the void, Such a pity, [Bb] why don't she ever get [C] no fun?
_ [F] And tell me, _ _ [Am]
let me know, _ [Bb] Which of them you love the [C] best,
Now, no doubt to me.
_ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
Look at my hand, it [C] has five fingers, _ [D]
So softly resting on [C] your sleeping breast.
[D]
Now tell me, while the [C] moment _ lingers, [G]
Which of them you love the [D] _ best,
_ [G]
Which of them you love the [Bm] best. _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _