MY LULLABY - (Disney's Lion King 2) - METAL cover version by Jonathan Young Chords
Tempo:
85.85 bpm
Chords used:
B
C
F#
C#
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] [C]
[F#] [C]
[B] Sleep my [C] little Kovu, [B] let your dreams take wing.
One day [A] when you're big [G#] and strong, you will [F#] be a [E] king!
[F#]
Sparrow, that's a [G] surprise.
[B]
I've been exiled from the city, left alone with no [E] defense.
And when I think of [F#] what that once did, I get a [B] little tense.
[E] But I drew him on screen so pretty, that I don't feel so [A] repressed.
And it [F#] soothes my inner kitty, [B] and it helps me get some rest.
The sound of [C] Simba's dying gasp, [B] is dark and [C] squealing in my grasp.
His lioness is [E] born to cry, that's [B] my lullaby.
[C] Now the past I try forgetting, and my foes I can [F] forgive.
From a list I know is empty, but I hate to let them live.
For [F] I might know somebody, who'd see Simba up [A#] a tree.
And the battle [G] may be bloody, but that can't work for [C] me.
The melody of [C#] angry growls, a child upon a painful house.
Symphony of death, [F] oh my, [G#] that's my [C] alabaster.
Sleep my little termite, [G] a precious little thing.
One day [A#] when you're big and strong, you [G] will be [C] a king!
[G#] The [D] pounding of the drums [C#] of war, the [D] thrill of bones, muggy [C#] roar.
The joy [G#] of princes [F#] testify, [A] I can hear the children, [C#] call me what I die.
When [B] our time is nearing, [C#] then our flag will [C#] fly, against a blood [F#] red sky.
It's [A] my [G#]
[D] [F#]
[C#] lady!
To be king is like a prince.
[F#] [C]
[B] Sleep my [C] little Kovu, [B] let your dreams take wing.
One day [A] when you're big [G#] and strong, you will [F#] be a [E] king!
[F#]
Sparrow, that's a [G] surprise.
[B]
I've been exiled from the city, left alone with no [E] defense.
And when I think of [F#] what that once did, I get a [B] little tense.
[E] But I drew him on screen so pretty, that I don't feel so [A] repressed.
And it [F#] soothes my inner kitty, [B] and it helps me get some rest.
The sound of [C] Simba's dying gasp, [B] is dark and [C] squealing in my grasp.
His lioness is [E] born to cry, that's [B] my lullaby.
[C] Now the past I try forgetting, and my foes I can [F] forgive.
From a list I know is empty, but I hate to let them live.
For [F] I might know somebody, who'd see Simba up [A#] a tree.
And the battle [G] may be bloody, but that can't work for [C] me.
The melody of [C#] angry growls, a child upon a painful house.
Symphony of death, [F] oh my, [G#] that's my [C] alabaster.
Sleep my little termite, [G] a precious little thing.
One day [A#] when you're big and strong, you [G] will be [C] a king!
[G#] The [D] pounding of the drums [C#] of war, the [D] thrill of bones, muggy [C#] roar.
The joy [G#] of princes [F#] testify, [A] I can hear the children, [C#] call me what I die.
When [B] our time is nearing, [C#] then our flag will [C#] fly, against a blood [F#] red sky.
It's [A] my [G#]
[D] [F#]
[C#] lady!
To be king is like a prince.
Key:
B
C
F#
C#
G#
B
C
F#
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[B] Sleep my [C] little Kovu, [B] let your dreams take wing.
One day [A] when you're big [G#] and strong, you will [F#] be a [E] king!
_ _ [F#] _
_ Sparrow, that's a [G] surprise.
[B]
I've been exiled from the city, left alone with no [E] defense.
And when I think of [F#] what that once did, I get a [B] little tense.
[E] But I drew him on screen so pretty, that I don't feel so [A] repressed.
And it [F#] soothes my inner kitty, [B] and it helps me get some rest.
The sound of [C] Simba's dying gasp, [B] is dark and [C] squealing in my grasp.
His lioness is [E] born to cry, that's [B] my lullaby.
[C] Now the past I try forgetting, and my foes I can [F] forgive.
From a list I know is empty, but I hate to let them live.
For [F] I might know somebody, who'd see Simba up [A#] a tree.
And the battle [G] may be bloody, but that can't work for [C] me.
The melody of [C#] angry growls, a child upon a painful house.
Symphony of death, [F] oh my, [G#] that's my _ [C] alabaster.
_ Sleep my little termite, [G] a precious little thing.
One day [A#] when you're big and strong, you [G] will be [C] a king!
_ _ [G#] _ The [D] pounding of the drums [C#] of war, the [D] thrill of bones, muggy [C#] roar.
The joy [G#] of princes [F#] testify, [A] I can hear the children, [C#] call me what I die.
When [B] our time is nearing, [C#] then our flag will [C#] fly, against a blood [F#] red sky.
_ It's [A] my _ [G#] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
[C#] lady!
_ To _ _ _ _ be king is like a prince. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[B] Sleep my [C] little Kovu, [B] let your dreams take wing.
One day [A] when you're big [G#] and strong, you will [F#] be a [E] king!
_ _ [F#] _
_ Sparrow, that's a [G] surprise.
[B]
I've been exiled from the city, left alone with no [E] defense.
And when I think of [F#] what that once did, I get a [B] little tense.
[E] But I drew him on screen so pretty, that I don't feel so [A] repressed.
And it [F#] soothes my inner kitty, [B] and it helps me get some rest.
The sound of [C] Simba's dying gasp, [B] is dark and [C] squealing in my grasp.
His lioness is [E] born to cry, that's [B] my lullaby.
[C] Now the past I try forgetting, and my foes I can [F] forgive.
From a list I know is empty, but I hate to let them live.
For [F] I might know somebody, who'd see Simba up [A#] a tree.
And the battle [G] may be bloody, but that can't work for [C] me.
The melody of [C#] angry growls, a child upon a painful house.
Symphony of death, [F] oh my, [G#] that's my _ [C] alabaster.
_ Sleep my little termite, [G] a precious little thing.
One day [A#] when you're big and strong, you [G] will be [C] a king!
_ _ [G#] _ The [D] pounding of the drums [C#] of war, the [D] thrill of bones, muggy [C#] roar.
The joy [G#] of princes [F#] testify, [A] I can hear the children, [C#] call me what I die.
When [B] our time is nearing, [C#] then our flag will [C#] fly, against a blood [F#] red sky.
_ It's [A] my _ [G#] _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
[C#] lady!
_ To _ _ _ _ be king is like a prince. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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