Chords for Bells of Notre Dame

_ [Am] I'm [A] afraid to [Am] be _ alone.
_ [E] _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[A] I'm [Am] afraid to be alone.
I'm afraid to be alone.
_ _ _ _ [C] _
[Gb] _ [Ab] _ Morning in Paris, the city [C] awakes to the bells [Gb] of Notre Dame.
[C] The fishermen fishes, the baker man [G] bakes to the bells of Notre [Dm] Dame.
The bells are loud [A] as the thunder, the [Em] bells soft as a [E] swan.
And something in the soul [C] of the city [F] is the toll [A] of the _ bells.
The [D] bells of [E] Notre Dame.
_ _ _ [Ebm] Shh!
Listen.
[C] And [Gb] Clopin will tell you.
[Am] It is a tale, a tale [E] of a man [Ab] and a [E] monster.
Dark was the night [C] when our tale [Fm] was begun.
On the docks near [A] Notre Dame.
Shut up, I'm used to silence.
So frightened, ceaseless, silently [G] under the docks near Notre Dame.
And [Dm] someone attacked the [A] ladies.
And they [Bm] gave silence to the women [E] alive.
And the figures [C] clutched for [Fm] iron as much as _ [Eb] _
[G] [E] the bells [D] of Notre Dame.
[E] _ _
[Am] _ George Clopin full of want to [Em] purge the world of [A] vice and sin.
_ [Am] And he saw [G] corruption [Em] everywhere except_
[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] _
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[Ab] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
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[B] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [F] _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ He was_
[A] _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _the
worst.
_ _the
worst. _ _ _
_ _ [A] He was_
See that the innocence will let you have [E] spills on the steps of Notre [A] Dame.
_ [Am] _ Now you will add this [C] self-blame to [Fm] your guilt [G] on the steps of [C] Notre Dame.
You can lie [Em] to yourself [A] and your minions.
[D] You can claim that you [E] haven't a clue.
But you never can [C] run nor hide what you've done [A] from the eyes.
The very eyes of [B] Notre [E] Dame.
_ [A] And for [D] one time in his life of [Em] power and control_
_he _ _
[Am] felt a [Cm] twinge of fear [Em] for his [A] immortal soul.
Care for the child and raise the title.
[E] And the fool gave the child a cruel name.
And in the end, half [Am]-formed was he no more.
Now shame is a little ticket [Fm] if you [E] curse on the bells of [A] Notre [B] Dame.
[G] Cause misery is [F] _
near.
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