Tom: D
D
Bm
D
Bm
Em7
A7
Ev'ry time we say goodbye, I die a little.
D
A7
F
A7
D
D7
Gm
Ev'ry time we say goodbye, I wonder why a little,
D
Fº
Gm6
A7
Am
D7
G
Why the gods above me, who must be in the know,
Gm
D7
Fº
A7
Think so little of me they allow you to go.
D
Bm
D
Bm
D
Bm
E7
A7
When you're near there's such an air of spring about it,
D
A7
F
A7
D
D7
G
Gm
I can hear a lark somewhere begin to sing about it.
D
Fº
Gm
A7
There's no love song finer,
D7
G
Gm
But how strange the change from major to minor
D
B7
E7
G
A7
D
Ev'ry time we say goodbye.