Bullets For The New Born King(Chords)

	        




C  C/B       Am      Am/G      F      F/E    Dsus2 
No one looks in this place for motive or any hope 
            G               C                F               Dsus2 
But for the dead shot of an amber glass, the blue light of a votive 
C       C/B       Am     Am/G   F        F/E           Dsus2 
Rain obscured the window as the pain was dulled by the grains 
G           C                    F               Dsus2 
Absolved by spoons in flames and fear in time dissolving 


G         G/A G/B C   C/B  Am    Am/G    F 
 It's not for the faint of pulse or anybody false 
      Dsus2                            G     Gsus4  G 
Those amateurs who simply she'd their skins 
G      G/A G/B   C    C/B Am   Am/G    F 
 Where are those traitors now, we once called patriots? 
               Dsus2                              G   Gsus4 
Just like those saints who seem to revel in their sins 

  
C      B         Bb          A               G 
Oh, my eyes were filled with tears that were stinging 
C     B     Bb       A        G 
After our assassin's work was done 
    Am        G          F    Em            Dsus2 
The bells and hands were only there for the wringing 
            F                                 C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dsus2 
And we were bringing bullets for the new-born king 



C           C/B      Am      Am/G     F    F/E                Dsus2 
The trumpet sound lamenting, tramping down the blooms of the deceased 
           G                  C                  F               Dsus2 
The double agent girl and the fallen priest were heading for the border 
C         C/B    Am      Am/G        F          F/E    Dsus2 
Somewhere in the high command, there stayed the palest hand 
G                  C            F               Dsus2 
That saw the order countermand, erased a tape recorder 
              F                      C 
And then they hung him from a window cord 



G        G/A  G/B  C  C/B Am  Am/G F 
 Swallow down that voodoo vial and stay your breath a while 
   Dsus2                              G     Gsus4  G 
Before we spill the tale that we have spun 
G    G/A G/B C C/B Am    Am/G       F 
 And now I shall confide all that I have denied 
           Dsus2                     G Gsus4 
Oh, I'm so sorry for the things I've done 



C      B         Bb          A               G 
Oh, my eyes were filled with tears that were stinging 
C     B     Bb       A        G 
After our assassin's work was done 
    Am        G          F    Em            Dsus2 
The bells and hands were only there for the wringing 
            F                                 C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dsus2 
And we were bringing bullets for the new-born king
	        

Written by Elvis Costello