| Wednesday Morning 3 a.m. | Paul Simon & Art Garfunkel

              F              Dmi             Bb          Ami
    1. I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love
               F           Gmi       C
       as she lies here beside me asleep with the night
                F         Dmi        Bb          Ami
       and her hair in a fine mist floats on my pillow
           F            Gmi        Bb C       F   Gmi
       reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight.

    2. She is soft she is warm but my heart remains heavy
       and I watch as her breasts gently rise gently fall
       for I know with the first light of dawn I'll be leaving
       and tonight will be all I have left to recall.

    3. Oh what have I done why have I done it
       I've comitted a crime I've broken the law
       for twenty-five dollars and pieces of silver
       I held up and robbed a hard liquor store.

    4. My life seems unreal my crime an illusion
       a scene badly written in which I must play
       yet I know as I gaze at my young love beside me
       the morning is just a few hours away.