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Damned For All Time / Blood Money chords by Andrew Lloyd Webber And Tim Rice

  • Em

  • C

  • D

  • A

  • B

    2
  • G

  • F#

    2
  • Fm

  • G#aug

    4
  • Bb

  • Bm

    2
  • E

  • Fdim

    3
  • G#dim

    6
  • F

  • Gm

    3
Intro 1
Em
C
Em
C
Em
C
Em
D
A
Em
B
G
Em
G
F#
Fm
Em
D
you
Verse 1
Em
D
Fm
C
D
Fm
G#aug
Bb
Bm
D
Em
E
D
Bm
Fdim
E
G#dim
Em
C
F#
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
E
A
D
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
E
D
Em
Now if I help you, it matters that you see
Bm
These sordid kind of things
Em
are coming hard to me
It's taken me some time
to work out what to do
Bm
Em
I weighed the whole thing up before I came
Bm
I have not thought at all
Em
about my own reward.
C
I really did not come here
D
of my own accord.
Bm
Em
E
Em
D
Just don't say I'm
Em
E
Em
damned for all
D
Em
time.
Bm
Em
I came because I had to.
the one who saw.
Jesus can't control it
D
Em
like he did before.
And furthermore I know that
Jesus thinks so too.
Jesus wouldn't mind
that I was here with you.
Bm
I have not thought at all
Em
about my own reward
C
I really didn't come here
D
at my own accord
Bm
Em
A
D
Em
Just don't say I'm
D
Em
D
Em
Down for all time

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Interlude 1
D
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
D
Em
Bm
Em
Verse 2
Em
Anas, you're a friend,
a worldly man, a wise
Caiaphas, my friend,
I know you sympathize
Why are we the prophets?
Why am I the one
Who sees us,
that solution knows what must be done
I have no thought at all
about my own reward
C
I really didn't come here
D
on my own accord
Bm
Em
D
Just don't say I'm
Em
D
Em
D
Em
D
dumb for all time
Em
B
Cut the protesting, forget the excuses
Em
G
A
D
We want information, get up off the floor
G
Em
B
We have the papers,
Em
we need to arrest him
G
A
You know his movements,
B
Em
we know the law
B
Your help in this matter won't
Em
go unrewarded
G
A
D
G
We'll pay you in silver, cash on the nail
Em
We just need to know
B
Em
where the soldiers can find him
G
A
With no crowd around him
B
Em
Then we can't fail
C
G
I don't need your blood money
F
Em
Oh that doesn't matter,
B
C
our expenses are good
G
I don't want your blood money
F
Em
But you might as well take it
B
Em
We think that you should
B
Think of the things you
can do with that money
Em
G
A
D
Choose any charity, give to the poor
G
Em
B
We've noted your motives,
Em
we've noted your feelings
G
A
This isn't blood money, it's a
B
Em
Be nothing, be nothing, be nothing more
D
On Thursday night
D
You'll find him where you want him
Far from the crowds
D
Gm
in the garden of Gethsemane.
Well done, Judas!
Good old Judas! you
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