Plucking pattern, it’s really easy and you just repeat
this over and over.. Here it is:
Cadd9 Dsus4 G Em7
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INTRO: Cadd9 ? Dsus4 – G ? Em7 x2
(Em7) Cadd9 Dsus4
I used to rule the world
G Em7
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Cadd9 Dsus4
Now in the morning I sleep alone
G Em7
Sweep the streets I used to own
Cadd9 ? Dsus4 – G ? Em7 x2
(Em7) Cadd9 Dsus4
I used to roll the dice
G Em7
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Cadd9 Dsus4
Listen as the crowd would sing:
G Em7
“Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!”
(Em7) Cadd9 Dsus4
One minute I held the key
G Em7
Next the walls were closed on me
Cadd9 Dsus4
And I discovered that my castles stand
G Em7
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
Cadd9 Dsus4
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
G Em7
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Cadd9 Dsus4
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
G Em7
My missionaries in a foreign field
Cadd9 Dsus4
For some reason I can’t explain
G Em7 Cadd9 Dsus4
Once you Go there was never, never an honest word
G Em7
That was when I ruled the world
Cadd9 ? Dsus4 – G ? Em7 x2
(Em7) Cadd9 Dsus4
It was the wicked and wild wind
G Em7
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Cadd9 Dsus4
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
G Em7
People couldn’t believe what I’d become
(Em7) Cadd9 Dsus4
Revolutionaries wait
G Em7
For my head on a silver plate
Cadd9 Dsus4
Just a puppet on a lonely string
G Em7
Oh who would ever want to be king?
Cadd9 Dsus4
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
G Em7
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Cadd9 Dsus4
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
G Em7
My missionaries in a foreign field
Cadd9 Dsus4
For some reason I can’t explain
G Em7
I know Saint Peter will call my name ,
Cadd9 Dsus4
never an honest word
G Em7
But that was when I ruled the world
Cadd9 ? Em7 x3
Dsus4 x2
Cadd9 – Dsus4 – G ? Em7 x2
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Cadd9 Dsus4
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
G Em7
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Cadd9 Dsus4
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
G Em7
My missionaries in a foreign field
Cadd9 Dsus4
For some reason I can’t explain
G Em7
I know Saint Peter will call my name ,
Cadd9 Dsus4
never an honest word
G Em7 (once)
But that was when I ruled the world
