Chords for Tomb Of The King

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[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Dm] _ _ Beneath the _ mist [C]-capped mountain, _ _ [G] _
[Dm] a _ _ locan _ forest [C] did grow,
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[Dm] Around _ an _ ancient [C] _ _ trackway _ [G] that _
[F] led _ to the [C] old. _ _
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[Dm] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [Dm] _ _
On a starlit night, on the dark of the moon, [C] a torch lights the funeral _ [G] pyre,
[Dm] And the iciness in the [C] tribe's hearts are warmed by the heat of the fire. _
[C] Then the druids move in with the dawn, _ as the circle of people they sing,
And the ashes are gathered _ _ together, [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] and taken _ to the [G] tomb of the [D] king.
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[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Then down through history they change, [C] and the sacred grove it came,
[Dm] On the night of _ [C] initiation, _ an ordeal of terror and pain. _
[C] The warriors stood in the forest, _ with the herbs rubbed into their brows,
Then they turned to face the _ darkness [D] _ _ _ of _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ the [G] _ old [D] man.
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[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Then down through history they change, [C] when a woman cold and [G] bare,
[Dm] Ran into the darkened [C] forest, _ and into the ancestors' lair.
[C] Then men on horseback drew near, _ and they looked into the mouth of the hill, _
Then they left that bitch, that healer, that witch, [Dm] _ _ [D] until _ _ _ _
[F] _ all in the [G] forest _ was [D] still.
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[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
In a parliament house in London town, [C] a part of our heritage _ [G] died,
[Dm] The road builder's plan is blessed [C] by a cheque, as the blood of the signature dries. _ _
[C] Then the monsters move in with the dawn, _ as the circle of people they sing,
And the old oaks are cut from the _
[Dm] _ _ [D] earth, _ _ _ [F] as they tear down the [G] tomb _ of her [D] tree.
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[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
As I sit in the silence of my car, [C] I notice that not much has [G] changed,
[Dm] More cars just use this [C] road now, the traffic jam now has three lanes.
Still [C] my dream takes me back to the times, when in the circle we sing, _
Under _ a moonlit _ [D] sky, _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] to heal the [G] tomb of her [D] king.
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[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Beneath a _ mist [C]-capped _ mountain, _ _ [G] _
[Dm] an _ _ oaken _ forest [C] did grow,
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[Dm] Around _ an _ ancient [C] _ _ trackway, _ _ [G] _
[F] that led _ to the [C] _ old [D] _ battleground.
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[D] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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