Jack's Lament(Chords)

	        
Bm           Bmmaj7         Bm7         A 
There are few who would deny at what I do I am the best 
       G           F#       G   A   Bm 
For my talents are renowned far and wide. 
        Bm         Bmmaj7         Bm6     A 
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night 
  G             F#   G    Bm 
I accel without ever even trying. 
         Bm               Bmmaj7       Bm7       A 
With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charm 
     G          F#       G   Am Bm 
I've seen grown men give out a shriek 
       Bm         Bmmaj7     Bm7         A 
With a wave of my hand and a well placed moan 
       G         F#           G   Am    Bm 
I have swept the very bravest off their feet. 
    G          F#             G        F# 
Yet year after year, it's the same old cheer 
      G       F#           Em       A7 
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams 
    Bm  Bmmaj7    A    G   F# 
And I,  Jack, the Pump-kin King 
     G        F#           G       F# 
Have grown so tired of the same old thing 
    Bm        Bmmaj7 Bm7             A 
Oh, somewhere deep   inside of these bones 
   G   F#    Em       F# 
An emptiness began to grow 
        Bm        Bmmaj7     Bm7         A 
There's something out there, far from my home 
  G       F#        F#    Bm2 
A longing that I've never known 
      Bm        Bmmaj7        Bm7      A 
I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light 
         G               F#  G  Am   Bm 
And I'll scare you right out of your pants 
     Bm     Bmmaj7        Bm7    A 
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky 
        G                F#      G   Bm 
And I'm known throughout England and France 
    Bm         Bmmaj7      Bm7         A 
And since I am dead, I can take off my head 
   G      F#    G    Am   Bm 
To recite Shakespearean quotations 
   Bm         Bmmaj7  Bm7           A 
No animal nor man can scream like I can 
         G          F# G  Bm 
With the fury of my recitations 

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But who here would ever understand 
         G       F#            Em       A7 
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin 
      Bm   Bmmaj7    A              A    G    F# 
Would tire of    his crown, if they only understood 
     G           F#       G    F# 
He'd give it all up if he only could 
    Bm         Bmmaj7 Bm7         A 
Oh, there's an empty  place in my bones 
     G         F#      Em    A 
That calls out for something unknown 
    Bm       Bmmaj7      Bm7        A 
The fame and praise come year after year 
     G       F#        F#7   Bm2 
Does nothing for these empty tears