Key: B major•
Verse 1
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B
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He sits and he dreams,
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An old man of tribal renown.
So sad and alone
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A king without subjects or crown
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To go on that last walk about
The skill of the chase,
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Now fading from memory fast
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Too soon will be things of the past.
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once slaughtered the pick of his tribe.
So he gathered more braves
And fell, are told,
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And humbled the pride of his foe.
They've melted away like the dew.
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And his waddy and shield
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The day his last battle was through
His Louvre's asleep,
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All the limbs of the Banksy a tree
And her funeral dirge
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Of the waves of the cold restless sea
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Ere an alien race, without pity or grace,
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A
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Had trampled the pride of Canae. you
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsE B F# A
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