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Roberta Flack

The Thrill Is Gone

Roberta Flack

Written by Lew Brown and Ray Henderson
Guitar chords Advanced level Advanced
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E   E6  E   Emaj7       F#m     Bm5-/7 
I'm in your arms, and you are kissing me 
Em6        A9     Am7 B7 C°      E4  E   Bm5-/7 B7   E 
But there seems to be    something missingin  your kissing 
 E   E6  E   Emaj7    F#m    Bm5-/7    
The love we knew is just a memory 
  C°     Am7 B7  C°       B7 
It's turned into     a       comedy 
Em            B5+         A9       A7/9       
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone 
Am7   D9    D7/13-     Gmaj7  G6 F     Am6     B7   Em 
I can see it in your eyes,   I can hear it in your sighs 
Am6                 Em6    C7    Am    F#7 B7    
Feel your touch and realize the thrill is gone 
  Em             B7/13-      A9     A7/9 
The nights are cold, for love is old. 
Am7       D9        D7/13-     Gmaj7  G6  
Love was grand when love was new     
F           Am6         B7         Em  
Birds were singing, skies were blue. 
Am6              Em6    C7           Am    F#7 B7    
Now I don't     appeal to you the thrill is gone 
B7   G  Gmaj7 Em6     F#7        Em 
This is the end, so why pretend 
    Am7    F7/9  F7   B7       B7    B5+ Em Cmaj7 F#7 B7 
And let it linger    on?  The thrill is gone. 
E   E6  E   Emaj7       F#m     Bm5-/7 
I'm in your arms, and you are kissing me, 
Em6        A9     Am7 B7 C°     E4  E   Bm5-/7 B7   E 
But there seems to be    something missingin  your kissing. 
 E   E6  E   Emaj7    F#m    Bm5-/7      
The love we knew is just a memory 
C°     Am7 B7  C°       B7 
It's turned into     a       comedy. 
Em            B5+         A9       A7/9       
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone 
Am7   D9    D7/13-     Gmaj7  G6 F     Am6     B7   Em 
I can see it in your eyes,   I can hear it in your sighs, 
Am6                 Em6    C7    Am    F#7 B7      
Feel your touch and realize the thrill is gone 
Em             B5+        A9     A7/9 
The nights are cold, for love is old. 
Am7       D9        D7/13-     Gmaj7  G6  
Love was grand when love was new     
F           Am6         B7         Em 
Birds were singing, skies were blue. 
Am6              Em6    C7           Am    F#7 B7    
Now I don't     appeal to you the thrill is gone 
B7   G  Gmaj7 Em6     F#7        Em 
This is the end, so why pretend 
    Am7    F7/9  F7   B7       B7    B5+ Em Am6 Em Em6 
And let it    linger on,.   the thrill is gone
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