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  • Bbm

  • Gb

    2
  • Edim7

  • Dbdim7

    3
  • F

  • Ebm

    6
  • C

  • Bb

  • E

  • Ddim7

  • Fdim7

    3
  • Bm

    2
  • Ebdim7

  • Gbdim7

  • Dm

  • Cm

    3
  • B

    2
  • D#dim7

  • Gm

    3
  • Gdim7

  • Em

  • Am

  • C#dim7

    3
  • F#

    2
  • Bdim7

  • Fm

  • Adim7

    4
  • C#

    4
  • F#m

    2
  • D

  • E#dim7

    3
Intro 1
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Gb
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Edim7
Dbdim7
Edim7
Verse 1
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There are few who deny
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At what I do, I am the best
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F
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For my talents are renowned far and wide
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Dbdim7
When it comes to surprises
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Ebm
in the moonlit night
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F
I excel without ever even trying
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Bb
With the slightest little effort
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of my ghost-like charms
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E
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
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With a wave of my hand
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and a well-placed moan
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Ebm
I have swept the very bravest off their feet

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Pre-chorus 1
Bb
Bm
E
Ebdim7
Yet, year after year, it's the same routine
Ebm
Bb
Ebdim7
Bb
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
Gbdim7
Ebm
Dm
Cm
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
B
Bb
Gbdim7
Bb
Have grown so tired of the same old thing
Chorus 1
D#dim7
Gm
Oh, some where deep
Gdim7
Em
inside of these bones
Am
Em
Am
Em
An emptiness began to grow
D#dim7
Gm
There's some thing out there
C#dim7
Em
far from my home
Am
Em
B
Em
Em
A longing that I've never known
Verse 2
Em
I'm the master of fright
and a demon of light
C
B
Am
And I'll scare you right out of your pants
F#
Gdim7
F#
C
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
F#
And I'm known
B
throughout England and France
Am
E
Am
Dm
And since I am dead, I can take off my head
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Bb
To recite Shakespearean quotations
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Am
Bdim7
Am
No animal nor man can scream like I can
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Am
With the fury of my re- ci- tations
Pre-chorus 2
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Fm
Bb
Adim7
But who here would ever understand
Am
E
Adim7
E
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
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Am
Would tire of his crown?
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F#m
If they only understood
D
C#
D
C#
He would give it all up if he on ly could
Chorus 2
E#dim7
Am
B
F#m
Oh, there's an empty place in my bones
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F#m
Bm
F#m
That calls out for some thing unknown
E#dim7
Am
The fame and praise,
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F#m
come year after year
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F#m
C#
F#m
Does nothing for these empty tears
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