Cifras
Milord

Tom: D

Introdução: D    G    D    E    A    

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                                     D                                                                                                 G  
Allez, venez, Milord! Vous asseoir à ma table,
                                     D                                                 E                                                 A  
il fait si froid, dehors, ici c'est confortable.
                                                             D                                                                                            G  
Laissez vous faire, Milord, et prenez bien vos aises,
                                                     D                                                                    E                                                                            A  
vos peines sur mon coeur, et vos pieds sur une chaise.
                                                        D                                                                                                         G  
Je vous connais, Milord, vous n'm'avez jamais vue,
                                                          D                                                                                              G  
je ne suis qu'une fille du port, qu'une ombre de la rue.
                             Dm                                                    C                                 Dm                                              C  
1. Pourtant j'vous ai frôlé, quand vous passiez hier,
             Dm                                                         C         Bb  
             Votre foulard de soie flottant sur vos épaules,
             Gm                                                                                    Bb  
          Vous aviez le beau rôle, on aurait dit le roi.
                                        Dm                                                         C                            Dm                                                         C  
          Vous marchiez en vainqueur au bras d'une demoiselle,
                                     Bb                                                              A            Bb  
          Mon Dieu! Qu'elle était belle, j'en ai froid dans le coeur.
+ Chorus
                                  Dm                                      C                    Dm                                      C  
2. Dire qu'il suffit parfois, qu'il y ait un navire,
                                Dm                                                    C                                    Dm                                              C  
          pour que tout se déchire, quand le navire s'en va.
                Dm                                                      C                    Bb  
          Il emmenait avec lui, la douce aux yeux si tendres,
                          Gm                                                                                              Bb  
          qui n'a pas su comprendre, qu'elle brisait votre vie.
                             Dm                                                    C      Dm                                                            C  
          L'amour, ça fait pleurer comme quoi l'existence
                                                  Bb                                                                 A                            Bb  
          Ça vous donne toutes les chances, pour les reprendre après.
                                                  D                                                                                         G  
          Allez, venez, Milord! Vous avez l'air d'un môme!
                                                        D                                                                                         G  
          Je soigne les remords, Je chante la romance,
                                                        D                                                              E                                                              A  
          Je chante les milords qui n'ont pas eu de chance!
                                                             D                                                                                         G  
          Regardez moi, Milord, vous n'm'avez jamais vue...
                                                                                             D                                                                                      G  
          ...Mais... vous pleurez, Milord? Ça... j'l'aurais jamais cru!...
                  D                                                    G                                                                                                 D  
          Eh ben, voyons, Milord!            Souriez moi, Milord!
                                                                                E                                            A  
          ...Mieux qu' ça!            Un p'tit effort...
                D                                                                                                 G  
          Voilà, c'est ça! Allez, riez, Milord!
                                                             D                                                    E                                    A  
          Allez, chantez, Milord! Ta ta ta ta ta ta.
                                  D    G  DE  A                                                              D                                                              G  DE  A  
        Ta ta ta ....                              Mais oui, dansez, Milord! Ta ta ta...
                                                  D                                    G  DE  A                                              D                                    G  DE  A  
          Bravo Milord! Ta ta ta...                      Encore Milord! Ta ta ta...
                                  D    G  D  GA  D  
          Ta ta ta ....