Martin Pearson – The Nazgul Song chords

[Verse 1]
Am                                CA lone Nazgul went riding out one dark and windy day.
Am                                 CUpon a horse he rode, he met eight others on the way.
AmThey were bruised to bits at Bruinen, their horses purified,
F                                   AmSo Sauron gave them pterosaurs, now hear their lonely cry:

[Chorus]
Am         C                 AmWraiths on wings, wraiths on wings,
F                   AmGhost riders in the sky.

[Verse 2]
Am                                      CThey searched the marshes over, for the ring was what they craved.
Am                                          CThey had once been mighty lords of men, but now they were depraved.
AmHe gave them rings but kept The One and pulled off quite a scam.
FHey, it's a pyramid of vile control.
           AmA bit like buying Amway.

[Chorus]
Am         C                 AmWraiths on wings, wraiths on wings,
F                   AmGhost riders in the sky.

[Verse 3]
Am                                         CThey searched the wide world over and they hunted many lands.
Am                                           CBut they couldn't find their zombie ass with their skeletal hands.
AmThey couldn't find the hobbits, thought they tried most everything,
F                                     AmFor Frodo pulled a cunning stunt, and switched on silent ring.

[Chorus]
Am         C                 AmWraiths on wings, wraiths on wings,
F                   AmGhost riders in the sky.

[Verse 4]
Am                               CThe old Witch King of Angmar, he led this evil band.
Am                                      CThey said tht he could not be killed by any hand of man.
AmHe began to think there might be loopholes in this prophecy
F                                  AmWhen he couldn't get insurance for shooting film three.

[Chorus]
Am         C                 AmWraiths on wings, wraiths on wings,
F                   AmGhost riders in the sky.

[Verse 5]
Am                                 CSo Sauron paid good money for this military machine.
Am                            CA useless as deck-chairs on a Collin's submarine.
AmFor they're bound to ride forever on those things up in the sky,
F                                          AmSearching for their masters ring, now hear their lonesome cry:

[Interlude]
N.C.(Whistle) Here Hobbit Hobbit Hobbit. Here Hobbit.
N.C.Nice apple. Nice apple Hobbit. Here Hobbit!

[Chorus]
Am         C                 AmWraiths on wings, wraiths on wings,
F                   AmGhost riders in the sky.