Often I think this sad, old world
Em Am/F# B7
Is whis - tl - ing in the dark;
B7 B7/6 Cdim B7
Just like a child, who, late from school,
Cdim(III) B7 Em
Walks bravely home through the park.
Am Am7 (Am6) Em
To keep their spir - its soaring,
Am/F# B7 Em
And keep the night at bay,
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Neither quite knowing which way they are going,
B7 Am7 B7
They sing the shadows away.
Em B+ Em7 Em6
Often I think my poor, old heart
Em Am/F# B7
Has gi - ven up for good;
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And then I see a brave new face,
Cdim(III) B7 Em
I glimpse some new neigh - bor - hood.
Am Am7 (Am6) Em
So walk me back home, my dar - ling,
Am/F# B7 Em
Tell me dreams really come true,
Am Am/F# Em B+ B7 Am7 Em B+
Whistling, whistling, here in the dark with you,
Am Am/F# Em B+ B7 Cdim Em
Whistling, whistling, here in the dark with you.