Chords for Colm Wilkinson - Man of La Mancha(I, Don Quixote)

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[A] _ _ I will impersonate a man.
[D] His name, Alonso [Bb] Quijano, a country gentleman no longer [Fm] young.
Being retired, he has much time for books.
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He studies them from morn to night, and often through the morn and night again.
All he [Am] reads oppresses him, fills him with indignation at [Em] man's murderous ways towards man.
He ponders the [E] problem.
How to make better a world where evil brings profit and virtue none at all?
He lays down [Dm] the melancholy burden of sanity and conceives the strangest [Bb] project ever imagined.
To become a knight [Db]-errant.
_ And sally forth to roam the world in [Ebm] search of adventure. _
To write all along.
To mount a crusade.
To raise up [Db] the weak and [B] those in need.
[Eb] No longer will he [Bb] be plain, [C] Alonso [Fm] Quijano, but a dauntless knight known as Don Quixote
de la Ventura!
Hear me now, O thou bleak and [Bbm] _ unbearable [Fm] world, thou art base and debauchless [Bbm] can be. _
[C] _ [Fm] And the knight with his banners [Bbm] all bravely [Fm] unfurled now [Bbm] hurls [Ab] down his gauntlet [Gm] to thee.
[C] _ _ [F] I am I, Don Quixote, [C] thy [F] lord of [C] Ventura, [Dm] my [Am] destiny calls [Gm] and [C] I go.
_ And [Fm] the wind winds of [Cm] fortune [Fm] will carry me onward, oh, [Eb] with us, [Ab] oh, wherefore?
[Cm] Whithersoever they [Fm] [Eb] blow, [Fm] _ _ [Eb] _ [Fm] _ _ _ whithersoever they blow, _ _ _ [Ab] _
[Cm] onward to glory [Fm] I go! _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [F] _ I'm [C] sensual, yes, [F] _ I'm [Gm] [C] sensual, [Dm] I'll follow [Am] my [Gm] master [C] to the [Fm] end.
He'll [Bb] tell the [Fm] world _ [Bb] proudly, [Fm] _ he's my [Ab] squire, _ [Fm] he's my friend. _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ Hear me, heathens and wizards [Cm] and serpents of [Gm] sin, all your _ dastardly doings [Eb] are [D] past.
_ [Gm] For a holy endeavor [Cm] is now to [Gm] begin, and [Cm] virtue [Bb] shall triumph [D] at last.
_ I [G] am I, Don Quixote, thy lord of [D] Ventura, [Em] my [Bm] destiny calls [Am] and [D] I go.
_ And [Gm] the wind winds of fortune [Dm] [Gm] will carry me [Dm] onward, [Gm] oh, [F] with [Bb] us, oh, [Dm] wherefore?
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[F] _ [Gm] _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _ _ Whithersoever they blow, whithersoever they _ blow, _ [Bb] _
[Dm] onward to glory [Gm] I go! _ _
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