Nerina Pallot - Laura jesson

My ^Gm7kingdom for a ^Ebmaj7horse she ^Gm7says What a me^Fss What a glorious ^Ebmess

She ^Gm7slips her hands from ^Ebmaj7off the ^Gm7wing What violent ^Fthings Us little people f^Ebeel

^Ebmaj7Oh my god,^F she kne^Gm7w My god, she ^Fknew How I long for ^Ebyou ^Ebmaj7Oh my god,^F she kne^Gm7w My god, she ^Fknew How I want you ^Eb

^Gm7Pass the salt then^Ebmaj7 pass the ^Gm7gun Oh what have I ^Fdone? What have I d^Ebmaj7one?

^Gm7Nothing yet been ^Ebmaj7made in f^Gm7lesh But my mind is a ^Fmess My mind is a ^Ebmaj7mess, mmmmmm

^Ebmaj7Oh my god,^F she kne^Gm7w My god, she ^Fknew How I long for ^Ebmaj7you ^Ebmaj7Oh my god,^F she kne^Gm7w My god, she ^Fknew How I want you ^Eb

^Ebmaj7Call the doctor, but the doctor's gone You ^Ebmaj7tell somebody, but you trust no-one ^Ebmaj7Call the doctor, but the doctor's gone You ^Ebmaj7tell somebody, but I trust no-one

My ^Gm7kingdom for a ^Ebmaj7horse she ^Gm7said My ^Gm7kingdom for a ^Ebmaj7horse she ^Gm7said My ^Gm7kingdom for a ^Ebmaj7horse I sa^Gm7id