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Writer: Hank Williams, Sr.
C I'll pretend I'm free from sor-G7 row
Make believe that wrong is C right
Your wedding day C7 will be to-F morrow
But There'll C Be No G7 Teardrops To-C night.
Why, oh F why - should you de-C sert me
Are you F doin' this for G7 spite
If you C only C7 want to hurt F me
Then There'll C Be No G7 Teardrops To-C night.
I'll believe that you still love me
When you wear your veil of white
But you think that you're above me
So There'll Be No Teardrops Tonight.
Shame, oh shame - for what you're doin'
Other arms will hold you tight
You don't care whose life you ruin
But There'll Be No Teardrops Tonight.