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The Black Plague chords and lyrics - ERIC BURDON & THE ANIMALS
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[Verse 1] [Em]Ohohohohoh[Bm][G][Bm][Em][Bm][G] [Bm][Em][Bm][G][Bm] [Em][Bm][G][Em][Bm][Em] [Bm][Em] (Gregorian chants) [Verse 2] The bell [Em]tolls The black [E]plague has [Em]struck[E] Diseased eyes roll upwards [Em]As if knowing wh[E]ich direction their souls [Em]will travel[E] (Bring out [Em]your [E]dead) A woman in black cries As the deathly [Em]pro cession passes by [E]And monks moan en [Em]masse [Verse 3] [Em] Ohohohohohoh [E](Gregorian chants) The yet [Em]clean peasant pounds upon [E]the castle [Em]door For it is safer inside the wall [E]s[Em] [E]Their knocking pounds a dull tone across the quiet, deserted courtyard [Em]The [E]bodies of unfortuates bloat in the hot sun outside the castle walls And ones ignorant [Em]of all facts plunder the diseased [E]corpses for remaining [Em]riches. (Bring out [E]your dead) And the bell tolls [Em]on [E] [Verse 4] A man walk[Em]s around the castle walls on the outside The light from his lamp dancing [E]shadows as [Em]he moves He tends [E]the sick [Em]Gives comf[E]ort to all he can for dying[Em] woman and crying [E]man[Em] [E]But he feels it most for the children [Em][E][Em][E] [Em] (Unclean) Tears glisten on [E]his cheek [Em]Did man ever deserve [E]this death? [Em]And not all w[E]ill die, just the p[Em]oor For the rich are inside [D]the castle wall[E]s[Em] And he knows he could be [D]with [E]them And they laugh at this fool of a man [Em]Through the stone fortress windows [E]And[Em] the [E]be[Em]ll tolls[E] [Em]on [E][Em] [Verse 5] (Unclean) And many deaths and many days [E]later Many tears have been cry cried but in vain [Em]For tears can [E]never erase the pain [Em]of death Only time has that [E]talent[Em] [E]His hands are now blistered but [Em]this man walks on The only element [E]of sanity that [Em]the people look to him for answers and he answers all [E]And the bell tolls [A]on inside [Em]the castle [E]wall[Em] (Bring out [E]your[Em][E][Em] [E]dead) [Verse 6] The dead are now buried and [Em]the plague is at its [E]en d [Em]Life for t[E]he people flowers agai[Em]n[E] They breathe fresh [Em]air like they [E]did once [Em]before And there is not [E]a sound from beyond the castle [Em]walls [E]The bell has stopped And only silence is heard And the peasants [G]outside wonder what happened within In their bones they feel something is wrong The bell has been silent much [E]too long For many days not one [F#]soul has stirred [G]from the stone fort[E]ress where the rich people live No [A]one came [G]and no one went [G]Fear can do many str[A]ange things And even though wa[G]ter ran low Their mouths burnt and bellys caked dry Not one person put a foot outside No one had that much courage For they feared the peasants [F#]and their world outside So they played it safe and did[Em]n't move But one [E]by [Em]one they perished and died [Outro 1] [E][D][E] [Em][Bm] [Em][Bm][Em][Bm] [Em][G][Bm][Em][Bm]
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