Tom: D
D G A D
D A7
The nicest thing to come my way is you
D
But I can't offer you my heart or name
A7
It isn't fair to love the way we do
G A7 D
I wonder which one of us is to blame
G D
Somehow I can't blame myself although I guess I should^?
G E A
And I can't put the blame on you I wouldn't if I could
D A7
We've made ourselves the gossip of the town
D
The things we've done can only bring us shame
A7
We've let our passions drag our honor down
G A7 D
I wonder which one of us is to blame
G O
G D
Somehow I can't blame myself although I guess I should
G E A
And I can't put the blame on you I wouldn't if I could
D A7
Your nearnest makes me tremble with desire
D
Your ruby red lips sets my soul aflame
A7
For you I'd be a beggar thief or liar
G A7 D
I wonder which one of us is to blame
G A7 D
I wonder which one of us is to blame
