Halfmans Song chords – Miracle Of Sound

 . Not sure 'bout chorus. Feel free to correct.



            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


No cheekbones chiselled on a feline face
No skill or savvy with a sword
But this game we all play is won in wily ways
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...

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

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

In the arms of a w**** I made a promise
Sinking deeper into danger every day
Cut through all theirs*** with a brazen wit
Moulding puppets from their minds of clay

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

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



By Ohme

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