Isabel And The King
Joe PurdyVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Hammer-on the C chords.
In the chorus the run leading up to the C chord goes (E3 A0 A2).
As he laid Spanish roses in her hair
And then covered the crown of thorns she wears
And the blood from her lips as she sings
Do it all for the glory of thee
And they carried her down, down, down
Down in the cold, cold, ground
By the river she used to pray
Forever now she will wait for the king to come
And the boys who would crave her perfect skin
She burned herself, she thought it would please him
And the iron chain spiked around her waist
And the poison she used to hide her face
And they carried her down, down, down
Down in the cold, cold, ground
By the river she used to pray
Forever now she will wait for the king to come
And she made a bed of broken glass and stone
Where she slept at night to prove her faith was strong
And when her broken body finally gave
There grew Spanish roses by her grave
And they carried her down, down, down
Down in the cold, cold, ground
By the river she used to pray
Forever now she will wait for the king to come
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Readable chord sheet for Isabel And The King by Joe Purdy
[A5] [D] [G] [C] Hammer-on the C chords. In the chorus the run leading up to the C chord goes (E3 A0 A2). As he [A5]laid Spanish r[D]oses in her ha[G]ir [C] [G] And then [A5]covered the cr[D]own of thorns she w[G]ears [C] [G] And the bl[C]ood from her l[A5]ips as she si[D]ngs Do it a[C]ll for the gl[A5]ory of th[D]ee And they carried her d[C]own, down, d[G]own Down in the c[C]old, cold, gr[G]ound By the river she u[C]sed to p[G]ray Forever now s[C]he will w[G]ait for the k[D]ing[C] to co[G]me [C] [G] And the b[A5]oys who would c[D]rave her perfect sk[G]in [C] [G] She bu[A5]rned herself, she th[D]ought it would please h[G]im [C] [G] And the ir[C]on chain sp[A5]iked around her wa[D]ist And the po[C]ison she us[A5]ed to hide her fa[D]ce And they carried her down, down, down Down in the cold, cold, ground By the river she used to pray Forever now she will wait for the king to come And she made a bed of broken glass and stone Where she slept at night to prove her faith was strong And when her broken body finally gave There grew Spanish roses by her grave And they carried her down, down, down Down in the cold, cold, ground By the river she used to pray Forever now she will wait for the king to come