That Wouldn't Be Fair

Key:    C

V:  1   4   1   1       Ch: 4   4   1   1   
    5   5   1   1           5   5   1   1   
    1   4   1   1           4   4   1   1   
    5   5   1   1           5   5   1   1    


V:  Would you want me to love you if you don't feel the same?
    That wouldn't be fair; that wouldn't be fair
    Would you act serious if it was only a game?
    That wouldn't be fair; that wouldn't be fair

Ch:   Don't phone me each morning, each noon, and each night
      Don't call me your sweetheart, your joy, your delight
      Don't tell me you love me unless you really might
      Oh no, that wouldn't be fair

V:  Would you say with a sigh that you have a wounded heart
    And need someone to really care?
    Would you whisper you'd die if we ever should part?
    That wouldn't be fair; that wouldn't be fair

Ch:   Don't phone me each morning, each noon, and each night
      Don't call me your sweetheart, your joy, your delight
      Don't tell me you love me unless you really might
      Oh no, that wouldn't be fair

V:  Would you bring me sweet flowers, and candy, and gifts
    And tell me our love was something rare?
    Would you say that whenever you see me, your heart lifts?
    That wouldn't be fair; that wouldn't be fair

Ch:   Don't phone me each morning, each noon, and each night
      Don't call me your sweetheart, your joy, your delight
      Don't tell me you love me unless you really might
      Oh no, that wouldn't be fair
      Oh no, that wouldn't be fair



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