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AWhen thA6ey begin A6 the AbeguiA6ne A6
It bArings back A6the sound A6 of musiE7c so tender
It bBmrings backBm7 a night Bmof tropicaBm7l splendor
It brings back a E7memoE4ry E7 ever A9green A
AI'm with you A6once moreA6 under thAe staA6rs A6
AnAd down by the sF#m7hore, an orchE7estra's playing
And eE7ven the palms E7 seem toD be swaying
E7When thE4ey begiE7n the AbeguiA6ne A6
To liAmve it again D7 is past all endGeavor
Except wGmhen that tuC7ne clutches my hearFt
AnCdimd there we aDmre, swearing tEo lovFe forever
And promisEing Dm7never, neEver E7to part
What momAentsA6 divine, wA6hat rapAture A6serene A6
Til clAouds came alA7ong to disperse tE7he joy we had tasted
AnDmd now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted
I know E7but too wellE7 what tA9hey meAan.
So dE7on't let tA6hem begin the beguiA6ne
E7Let the lAove that was oA6nce a fire remE7ain an ember
Let itD sleep like the Bm7dead desire C#I only reF#mmember
When they beE7gin tE7he beguAine A6
E7Oh, yes,A let them begiA6n the beguinAe, make theA6m play
E7Til the sAtars that were tA6here before reE7turn above you
Til you wDhisper to meBm7 once C#more, "Darling, IF#7 love you"
And Bm7we suddenly know what heaven we're in
When tE7hey begiAn theAm7 beguine.
Bm7When they beginE7 thAe begA6uine A6 A
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