Wednesday Morning 3 Am Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

FI can hear theDm soft breathing A♯of the girl tAmhat I love,

 As she lFies here besGmide me aslCeep with the night,

 And her hFair, in a fDmine mist flA♯oats on my pAmillow,

 ReflFecting the gGmlow of the wA♯intCer moonliFght.

 She is sFoft, she is wDmarm, but my A♯heart remains heAmavy,

 And I waFtch as her brGmeasts gently rCise, gently fall,

 For I kFnow with the fiDmrst light of dA♯awn I'll be lAmeaving,

 And toniFght will be Gmall I have lA♯eft to recaFll.

 Oh, wFhat have I dDmone, wA♯hy have I dAmone it,

 I've commFitted a cGmrime, I've bCroken the law,

 For tweFnty-five dDmollars and pA♯ieces of Amsilver,

 I heFld up and rGmobbed a hA♯ard liquor sFtore.

 My lFife seems unrDmeal, my cA♯rime an ilAmlusion,

 A scFene badly wGmritten in wChich I must play,

 Yet I kFnow as I gDmaze at my yA♯oung love besAmide me,

 The moFrning is jGmust a few A♯houCrs aFway.