Capo 4th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

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 The high priest of money looks down on the river

 The dawn coming up on his kingdom of gold

 When the rim of the sun sends an arrow of silver

 He prays to the gods of the bought and the sold

 He turns to his symbols, his ribbons of numbers

 They circle and spin on their mystical scroll

 He looks for a sign while the city still slumbers

 And the ribbons and the river forever unroll

 In his kingdom of gold

 His kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

 His kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

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 On the horizon an enemy haven

 Sends traces of smoke high up into the sky

 A pack of dog jackals and a rabble of ravens

 Who’ll come for his fortress, his castle on high

 In his kingdom of gold

 His kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

 His kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

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 His axes and armour will conquer these devils

 The turbulent raiders will falter and fall

 Their leaders be taken, their camps burned and levelled

 They’ll hang in the wind from his citadel walls

 In his kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

 Kingdom of gold

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