And I In My Chair

Charles Aznavour

  • A
  • Bm
  • D
  • Em
  • F#
Tom:
Bm Em He, he observes you from where he sits
F# Bm You, it un-nerves you, you lose your wits
Em He, he ignites you with eyes of flame
F# Bm You, it ex-cites you, you like the game. [Chorus]
Em A D And I, in my chair, though I hardly speak
F# Bm I notice each innuen-do
Em A D And I, in my chair, I'm stricken with fear
F# Bm At seeing the end so near [Verse 2]
Bm Em He, out to win you, he woos with style
F# Bm You, you con-tinue to coyly smile
Em He, with his quarry on hunting ground
F# Bm You, only sorry that I'm a-round... [Chorus]
Em A D And I, in my chair, though I hardly speak
F# Bm I see just how well he's doing
Em A D And I, in my chair, I'm trying to hide
F# Bm The dread that I hold inside [Verse 3]
Bm Em He, his eyes flatter, your glances touch
F# Bm You, now you chatter a bit too much
Em He, like a gypsy, he sere-nades
F# Bm You, you grow tipsy, your laugh cascades [Chorus]
Em A D And I, in my chair, though I hardly speak
F# Bm My heart's on the verge of crying
Em A D And I, in my chair, my heart under-stands
F# Bm My love is now changing hands [Outro](spoken)
Em A D No, no, it's nothing, perhaps a little tired only
F# Bm Not at all, why do you ask? On the contrary...
Em A D This was a beautiful evening, yes,
F# Bm indeed, a beautiful evening..
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