Fairport Convention – What Is True (Guitar)

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[Intro] G D Em D G D Em Gm [Verse]
D                  A                 G             D
Silver tongues are speaking long and hard into the night

                             Em A
I must be myself and I'll do alright

G   A         D        A              Em   D
Oh, please my darling, do not make me sad

                A           G                 D      D  Em  A
Late at night nobody really wants to feel that bad
[Verse]
    D               A          G             D
The rain it beats impatiently upon the windowpane

                             Em   A     G
I must close my ears or I'll go insane

          A    D                A           Em        D
Can't you be a gentle breeze or silent as a snowfall

                  A              G                D
Won't you try and listen for the voice behind the wall

   Em       A
It cries to you
[Chorus]
     G              D             Em              D
Even though it only ever whispers part of what it knows

         G              D                           Em           D
And it's never ventured through the locks where the brazen river flows

         G                    D                    Em             Gm Gm7
It's the fingerprint which is never made, it's the perfume of a rose....
[Verse]
          D                A                  G              D
And it is there if you are searching, but the moment must be right

                              Em        A
As the night is black, as the day it is light

G  A  D             A       Em      D
Please.. my friend, help to make me glad

                 A            G                D
Help me find the one and only thing I've never had

Em      A
What is true
[Chorus]
     G              D             Em              D
Even though it only ever whispers part of what it knows

         G              D                           Em           D
And it's never ventured through the locks where the brazen river flows

         G                    D                    Em             Gm Gm7  D
It's the fingerprint which is never made, it's the perfume of a rose....
[Outro] G D Em D G D Em D G D Em Gm D