Halfmans Song chords by Miracle Of Sound

Intro

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      Am         Em
There are some who are born distinguished
      Am           Em
There are some who are raised in praise
  Dm          Am
But me I was always the last in line
  F    Em    Am
A blot in my father's gaze

  Am            Em
No cheekbones chiselled on a feline face
  Am          Em
No skill or savvy with a sword
     Dm             Am
But this game we all play is won in wily ways
  F      Em    Am
And sly is this littlest lord

 Bb       Am
Cruel tricks of romance
  G       Am
Degraded by their spite
   Bb       Am
You snub your cub too many times
   G       Bb
You just might feel his bite...


 Am         Em
Beware beware of the words I twist
   Am          Em
I am small but my reach is long
    Dm            Am
And the ravens black against the winter's mist
  F       Em     Am
Are whispering the half-man's song
 F      Em      Am
Whispering the half man's song...


Intro riff

  Am         Em
The land is a blooming orchard
   Am         Em
With fruits so juicy and ripe
    Dm            Am
With a clink of a coin loose the lion's loin
   F      Em     Am
Play a tune on the half man's pipe

    Am            Em
In the arms of a whore I made a promise
    Am            Em
Sinking deeper into danger every day
      Dm          Am
Cut through all their shit with a brazen wit
     F         Em    Am
Moulding puppets from their minds of clay



Bb       Am
I'm no man of honour
 G       Am
Myself is my true king
  Bb       Am
But somewhere deep within me
   G       Bb
The bells of conscience ring



 Am         Em
Beware beware of the words I twist
   Am          Em
I am small but my reach is long
    Dm            Am
And the ravens black against the winter's mist
  F       Em     Am
Are whispering the half-man's song
 F      Em      Am
Whispering the half man's song...
    F      Em      Am
They're whispering the half man's song...
F      Em      Am
Whispering the half man's song...


Intro riff again