Chords for Omnia - Jabberwocky
Tempo:
82.9 bpm
Chords used:
B
G
Bm
F#
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
[B]
T 'was Brilla Khan, the slithy toes, Did gyre and gimble in the way,
All mimsy were the borogoat, And the moan-wraths outgray.
[G] Beware the jabberwock, my son, The jaws that bite, [F#] the claws that catch,
[G] Beware the job [Em]-job-bird and shud, The frumious [B] banner-smash.
[Bm]
[B] [Bm] He took his vorpal sword in hand, Long-timed the manxome foe he sought,
So rested he by the tom-tom tree, And stood awhile in thought.
[F#m] [G] And as in a fish-thought he stood, [Em] The jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
[G] Came whiffling through the [Em] turvy wood, And burbled as [B] it came.
One-two, one-two, and through and through, [Bm] The vorpal blade went snicker-slack.
He left it dead, and with its head, [B] He went galumphing back.
[C#m] [G] O hast thou slain the jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my [F#m] beamish boy,
O [G] frap to stay, caloo, calay, He chortled in his [B] joy.
[Bm]
[F#] He [Bm] spilt the chalice, slithy toves, Did gyre and gimble in the wade,
All mimsy were, borrowed goves, And the morm raps out grey.
[B]
[B]
T 'was Brilla Khan, the slithy toes, Did gyre and gimble in the way,
All mimsy were the borogoat, And the moan-wraths outgray.
[G] Beware the jabberwock, my son, The jaws that bite, [F#] the claws that catch,
[G] Beware the job [Em]-job-bird and shud, The frumious [B] banner-smash.
[Bm]
[B] [Bm] He took his vorpal sword in hand, Long-timed the manxome foe he sought,
So rested he by the tom-tom tree, And stood awhile in thought.
[F#m] [G] And as in a fish-thought he stood, [Em] The jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
[G] Came whiffling through the [Em] turvy wood, And burbled as [B] it came.
One-two, one-two, and through and through, [Bm] The vorpal blade went snicker-slack.
He left it dead, and with its head, [B] He went galumphing back.
[C#m] [G] O hast thou slain the jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my [F#m] beamish boy,
O [G] frap to stay, caloo, calay, He chortled in his [B] joy.
[Bm]
[F#] He [Bm] spilt the chalice, slithy toves, Did gyre and gimble in the wade,
All mimsy were, borrowed goves, And the morm raps out grey.
[B]
Key:
B
G
Bm
F#
Em
B
G
Bm
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[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ T _ _ _ _ 'was Brilla Khan, the slithy toes, Did gyre and gimble in the way,
All mimsy were the borogoat, And the moan-wraths outgray.
[G] Beware the jabberwock, my son, The jaws that bite, [F#] the claws that catch,
[G] Beware the job [Em]-job-bird and shud, The frumious [B] banner-smash.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] [Bm] He took his vorpal sword in hand, Long-timed the manxome foe he sought,
So rested he by the tom-tom tree, And stood awhile in thought.
[F#m] [G] And as in a fish-thought he stood, [Em] The jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
[G] Came whiffling through the [Em] turvy wood, And burbled as [B] it came. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
One-two, one-two, and through and through, [Bm] The vorpal blade went snicker-slack.
He left it dead, and with its head, [B] He went galumphing back.
[C#m] [G] O hast thou slain the jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my [F#m] beamish boy,
O [G] frap to stay, caloo, calay, He chortled in his [B] joy. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] He [Bm] spilt the chalice, slithy toves, Did gyre and gimble in the wade,
All mimsy were, borrowed goves, And the morm raps out grey.
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ T _ _ _ _ 'was Brilla Khan, the slithy toes, Did gyre and gimble in the way,
All mimsy were the borogoat, And the moan-wraths outgray.
[G] Beware the jabberwock, my son, The jaws that bite, [F#] the claws that catch,
[G] Beware the job [Em]-job-bird and shud, The frumious [B] banner-smash.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] [Bm] He took his vorpal sword in hand, Long-timed the manxome foe he sought,
So rested he by the tom-tom tree, And stood awhile in thought.
[F#m] [G] And as in a fish-thought he stood, [Em] The jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
[G] Came whiffling through the [Em] turvy wood, And burbled as [B] it came. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
One-two, one-two, and through and through, [Bm] The vorpal blade went snicker-slack.
He left it dead, and with its head, [B] He went galumphing back.
[C#m] [G] O hast thou slain the jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my [F#m] beamish boy,
O [G] frap to stay, caloo, calay, He chortled in his [B] joy. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] He [Bm] spilt the chalice, slithy toves, Did gyre and gimble in the wade,
All mimsy were, borrowed goves, And the morm raps out grey.
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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