Paul Roland — Knights

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    	    	Вступление

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Bm before N.C. is just two single strums of Bm
as can be heard in the link
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[Intro]
Bm  N.C.             Bm  N.C.                            A  G
    The joust begins,    the King has called his knights to combat.

[Verse 1]
Bm             A  Bm            A                     G
This toad grey day the King and Council will brook no quarter,
Bm              A    Bm           A              G
like mute black crows they gather for a sporting slaughter.

[Chorus]
D             E        G              D  A
To honour the truth and to uphold the right,
D              E       G            D           A
to one love be faithful this is the code of the knights.

[Verse 2]
Bm  N.C.             Bm  N.C.                     A   G
    The wager stands,    the hand of the rotund royal daughter,
Bm              A   Bm        A                 G
Whose toothless grin stay the suitors who would court her.

[Chorus]
D             E        G              D  A
To honour the truth and to uphold the right,
D              E       G            D           A
to one love be faithful this is the code of the knights.

[Instrumental]
Bm  A  Bm  A  G  G
Bm  A  Bm  A  G  G
D  E  G  D  A
D  E  G  D  A

[Verse 3]
Bm       A     Bm            A                  G
Each his lance, a broadsword and rust tarnished armour,
Bm               A    Bm           A                    G
whose joints are stiff and bow the gait of his wheezing charger.

[Chorus]
D             E        G              D  A
To honour the truth and to uphold the right,
D              E       G            D           A
to one love be faithful this is the code of the knights.
D             E        G              D  A
To honour the truth and to uphold the right,
D              E       G            D           A
to one love be faithful this is the code of the knights.

[Outro]
Bm  N.C.              Bm  N.C.          A                 G
    The joust is done     but none rise from the field of honour.		
    

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