(Dm)I (C)have

(F)a (Gm)tale

(F)to (C)tell.

(Dm)Some (C)times it gets so (F)hard to hide it (F)well.

I was (F)not (Gm)read y for the (F)fall.

(Dm)Too (C)blind to see (F)the writ ing on the (F)wall.

A (Gm7)man can tell a thou sand lies; I’ve (Gm7)learned my les son well.

Hope I (Bb)live to tell the se cret I have learned.

Till (Bb)then,

(C)it will (Dm)burn in (C)side of me.

(Dm)I (C)know

(F)where (Gm)beau

(F)ty (C)lives.

(Dm)I’ve (C)seen it once, I (F)know the warmth she (F)gives.

The light (F)that (Gm)you could nev er (F)see.

(Dm)It (C)shines in side, (F)you can’t take that from (F)me.

A (Gm7)man can tell a thou sand lies; I’ve (Gm7)learned my les son well.

Hope I (Bb)live to tell the se cret I have learned.

Till (Bb)then,

(C)it will (Dm)burn in (C)side of me.

The (Gm7)truth is nev er far be hind;

you (Gm7)kept it hid den well.

If (Bb)I live to tell the se cret I knew then, will (Bb)I

(C)ev er (Dm)have the chance a gain?

If I ran a way,

I’d nev er have the strength

to go ver y far.

How would they hear

the beat ing of my heart?

Will it grow cold,

the se cret that I hide?

Will I grow old?

How will they hear,

when will they learn,

how will they (Dm)know?

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