Chords for The Ballad of the Three Kings (By Poul Anderson & Gordon Dickson)

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[Gm] _ _ _ Three kings rode [Cm] up on the road to [Gm] hell, And ravens [C] rode on the gale.
[Gm] The night wind [Cm] rang like an iron bell, And hissed with [Gm] sneet and hail.
[Eb] Three kings rode [Gm] up where the night wind [Eb] runs, Out onto [D] death's highway. _
[Gm] The king of the Britons, the king of the [Bb] Hunts, The king of [Gm] Norway.
_ _ The king of the [C] Britons was crowned with [Gm] gold, And rode a [C] stallion white,
[Gm] Saying, all men [Cm] go when they are told, But I go not [Gm] in fright.
[Eb] A godly [Gm] king who loved his [Eb] folk, And guarded them [D] with his rod,
[Gm] And fire and gallows against [F] themselves, Will surely [Gm] go to [G] God.
_ [Gm] The king of the [Cm] Hunts was crowned with [Gm] steel, And rode a [C] stallion red,
[Gm] Saying, proud must my [Cm] father's spirit feel Of me who [Gm] crowned my head.
[Eb] Halfway [Gm] across a world in [Eb] pain, Which mightily [D] I did [A] win,
[Gm] So now I go home to my father's [F] pain, And not to the [Gm] evil gin.
_ The king of [Cm] Norway was crowned with [Gm] wings, And rode a [C] stallion grey,
[Gm] Saying, I am [Cm] lustily my heart sings, For Odin gets [Gm] me today.
[Cm] I died in bed, [Gm] aye, but I [Eb] hung Full many a [D] screaming throng
[G] On Odin's tree with the [Gm] runes unhung, So now I go to his hall. _ _ _
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_ [G] _ _ [Gm] The king's road out [Cm] on the road to [Gm] hell, And the bloody [C] breast it hung,
[Gm] Fade where the [Cm] darkening waters fell, I see [Gm] beneath the ground
[Eb] Three kings of [Gm] final judgment won, [Eb] From the high god's [D] lips that day. _
[Gm] The devil took the Britain, the gyp took the Hun, And Ella took [G] Norway.
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