Misc Your Songs - Bill dickson - i feel like the king

I ^Gfeel like the ^BmKing, when the ^Criders ride ^Gin, Carrying ^Bmmore dis^Cpatches, ^{D G}How many ^Bmmore, will I ^Ceven the ^Gscore, Before the ^Bmtime ela^Cpses. The ^Dtime el^Gapses. ^{Bm C D}

If ^Gall was ^Bmalright, in the ^Cworld for one ^Gnight, Yes, I know I’m ^Bmjust sup^Cposin’,^D Will ^Gwe ever ^Bmheed the ^Cones left in ^Gneed? Before the ^Bmtime is ^Cchosen, The ^Dtime is ch^Gosen. ^{Bm C D}

^EmI’ll be all right. I’ll ^Amget through the night, ^CClose all the doors and ^Dsharpen my ^Dsuslance^Ds, ^EmI’ll be okay. I’ll ^Amget through the day, Throw ^Copen the door. I’m ^Dtaking my ^Dsuschanc^Des.

I ^Gfeel like the ^BmKing, when the ^Criders ride ^Gin, Carrying ^Bmmore dis^Cpatches,^{D G}Will we under^Bmstand, that it’s ^Call in our ^Ghands, Before the ^Bmtime el^Capses, The ^Dtime el^Gapses. ^{Bm C D}

^GHere’s to them ^Bmall, the ^Cbig and the ^Gsmall, Here’s to the ^Bmones for^Cgotten, ^{D G}Here’s to the ^Bmhighs and ^Cthere’s to the ^Glows, Here’s to the ^Bmlove I’ve ^Cgotten, The ^Dlove I’ve ^Ggotten, ^{Bm C D}

I’^Emll be all right. I’ll ^Amget through the night, ^CClose all the doors and ^Dsharpen my ^Dsuslance^Ds, ^EmI’ll be okay. I’ll ^Amget through the day, Throw ^Copen the door. I’m ^Dtaking my ^Dsuschanc^Des.

I ^Gfeel like the ^BmKing, when the ^Criders ride ^Gin, I’m hoping I’ll ^Bmbe for^Cgiven, ^D Here’s ^Gto the ones ^Bmhere, and ^Cto the ones ^Ggone, And here’s to the ^Bmlove we’ve ^Cgiven, To the ^Dlove we’re ^Ggiven, ^{Bm C D}

^EmI’ll be all right. I’ll ^Amget through the night, ^CClose all the doors and ^Dsharpen my ^Dsuslance^Ds, ^EmI’ll be okay. I’ll ^Amget through the day, Throw ^Copen the door. I’m ^Dtaking my ^Dsuschanc^Des.