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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...