F# G# In Orient where wise I was to please the way I live. G#m7 F# Come give the beggar chance at hand his life is on his lip. G# Three score a thousand times where once in Amazon. G#m7 F# Where El Dorado holds the key no keeper holds my hand. Chorus: A#m7 D#m F#/C# Unchain the gate of solitude, the ruler says you run. G#/C D7 F#/C# C# Run hard unto the scaffold high - your chance to - jump the gun. F# C#7 F# Oh, how high the scaffold grows - the plant life of your widow. C#7 F# In black lace curtains brought you near from out the plate glass window. F# C#7 F# Oh, how high the scaffold grows - the plant life of your widow. C#7 F# In black lace curtains brought you near from out the plate glass window. The Minotaur with bloody hands is - enraged by the sun. Caged he by the corpses brought forth by the dawn. In Orient is as I told the buckshee hangman swears. For open crypts to silence nylon knots to sway by prayer. Chorus In Orient where wise I was to please the way I live. Come give the beggar chance at hand - his life is on his lip. | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA#m C C# C#7 D#m D7 F# G# G#m G#m7 |