Danny Elfman – Jacks Lament chords

This is how I play it; all barre chords, each strummed once, save the verse "I'm a 
of fright..." in which each chord is strummed twice.
Another tab is on this site for the intro, but I also play that differently, so I'm 
that here as well.

Bm: 799777Bm2 (not official name) : X24432
Bmmaj7: 798777 Bm7: 797777 A: 577655 Am: 577555 A7: 575655 G: 355433 F#: 244322 F#7: 242322 Em: 022000
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 AThere are few who would deny at what I do I am the best
G F# G A BmFor my talents are renowned far and wide.
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm6 AWhen it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
G F# G BmI accel without ever even trying.
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 AWith the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charm
G F# G Am BmI've seen grown men give out a shriek
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 AWith a wave of my hand and a well placed moan
G F# G Am BmI have swept the very bravest off their feet.
G F# G F#Yet year after year, it's the same old cheer
G F# Em A7And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
Bm Bmmaj7 A G F#And I, Jack, the Pump-kin King
G F# G F#Have grown so tired of the same old thing
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 AOh, somewhere deep inside of these bones
G F# Em F#An emptiness began to grow
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 AThere's something out there, far from my home
G F# F# Bm2A longing that I've never known
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 AI'm a master of fright, and a demon of light
G F# G Am BmAnd I'll scare you right out of your pants
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 ATo a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
G F# G BmAnd I'm known throughout England and France
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 AAnd since I am dead, I can take off my head
G F# G Am BmTo recite Shakespearean quotations
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 ANo animal nor man can scream like I can
G F# G BmWith the fury of my recitations
G F# G F#But who here would ever understand
G F# Em A7That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Bm Bmmaj7 A A G F#Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
G F# G F#He'd give it all up if he only could
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 AOh, there's an empty place in my bones
G F# Em AThat calls out for something unknown
Bm Bmmaj7 Bm7 AThe fame and praise come year after year
G F# F#7 Bm2Does nothing for these empty tears
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