by The Bee Gees
| Intro |
| G | F | C | G |
| G |
| Verse |
| G | Am | |
| There's a | light |
| C | |
| A certain kind of light |
| G | F | |
| That never shone on | me |
| G | D | |
| I want my life to | be lived with | you |
| C | |
| Lived with | you |
| G | Am | C | |
| There's a | way, | everybody say |
| G | F | |
| To do each and every little | thing |
| G | |
| But what good doe | s it bring? |
| D | C | |
| If I ain't | got you, ain't | got you |
|
| G | Am | |
| In my | brain, |
| C | |
| I see your face again |
| G | F | |
| I know my frame of | mind |
| G | |
| You ain't got to be so | blind |
| D | C | |
| And I'm | blind, so very | blind |
| G | Am | |
| I'm a | man, | can't you see |
| C | |
| What I am? |
| G | F | |
| I live and breathe for | you |
| G | |
| But what good does it | do |
| D | C | |
| If I ain't | got you, ain't | got? |
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| Outro |
| G | F | C | G |