James Arthur – Long Live The King chords

Chords used: Em C G B 

{-- The plucking pattern starts on the A string and you pluck every string on the way up to the (High) E string, then you pluck your way back down to the A string and then start again.Example:e|-------------------------------0-------------------------------------------|B|------------------------0-------------0------------------------------------|G|------------------0--------------------------0-----------------------------|D|-----------2-----------------------------------------2---------------------|A|-----2------------------------------------------------------2--------------|E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
 
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EmI’m getting tired of your disrespect.
CWhen, it’s evident I’ll always be the best.
GWhether or not you’re being serious or say it in jest, 
BI’ve got a licence to right; you haven’t passed your test.
EmYeah, I’m good with words, and you’re fucking chronic.
CForever second fiddle, your tales, I’m sonic.
GIs this the baddest I can go? I can get much badder.
BI’ve been doing this since you’ve been in your Huggies, hold your bladder.
EmYou’ve been studying me, wetting yourself,
CCause you’re afraid when I rise you’ll be left on the shelf
GWhere you belong; with the rest of the wannabes,
BDon’t ever ask me to support you, you can never fall on me.

Chorus:
CI've been holding my tongue for a long while, 
DSat back, watch you parade my style.
EmLock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying, 
                            Cmight as well kill him or pretend.
                                 DTo the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king, 
                  EmLong live the king.
                  CLong live the king.
                  GLong live the king.
                  BLong live the king.

Verse 2:
EmAnything you can do, I can do better.
CEven when she’s soaked through, I could make her wetter.
GStop try’na make me look bad, so you can be taken seriously,
BWhat makes you think I give a fuck what people think of me?
EmYou disrespect me now I’m obligated to destroy.
CWhy would anybody go to war with men? You’re just a boy
GNothing to write about so put your Barbie biro down.
BSave yourself embarrassment, fucking clown.
EmYou making moves because you be mollycoddled silver spoon.
CYour skills are average, good at copying, carry a tune.
GAll the gear, no idea, daddy’s bank account.
BAnd when it comes to your abilities, small amount.
EmWhen you compare it to what I can bring, it’s minuscule.
CYou’re the pupil; I’m the teacher, go back to school!
GYou have to be in possession of the limelight for me to come and take it from 
Byou, why don’t you get it right?

Chorus:

CI've been holding my tongue for a long while, 
DSat back, watch you parade my style.
EmLock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying, 
                            Cmight as well kill him or pretend.
                                 DTo the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king, 
                  EmLong live the king.
                  CLong live the king.
                  GLong live the king.
                  BLong live the king.


                  EmLong live the king.
                  CLong live the king.
                  GLong live the king.
                  BLong live the king.

CI've been holding my tongue for a long while, 
D                 (start full out strumming)
Sat back, watch you parade my style.
EmLock him in a prison for plagiarism, nobody wants to listen, chance dying, 
        (stop full out strumming)Cmight as well kill him or pretend.
                                 DTo the crown, turn around, sit down; I’m the king, 

                  EmLong live the king.
                  CLong live the king.
                  GLong live the king.
                  BLong live the king.