[Intro]
C - D9(11) - G - Em
[Strophe]
           C        D9(11) 
I used to rule the world
            G                    Em 
Seas would rise when I gave the word
                           C     D9(11) 
Now in the morning and I sleep alone
             G              Em 
Sweep the streets I used to own
[Pont]
[C - D9(11) - G - Em]x2
[Strophe]
           C        D9(11) 
I used to roll the dice
          G                 Em 
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
                C          D9(11) 
Listen as the crowd would sing:
         G                  Em 
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
[Strophe]
              C        D9(11) 
One minute I held the key
          G                    Em 
Next the walls were closed on me
                          C        D9(11) 
And I discovered that my castles stand
      G                   Em 
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
[Strophe]
   C              D9(11) 
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
 G              Em 
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
 C                 D9(11) 
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
    G                 Em 
My missionaries in a foreign field
 C                 D9(11) 
For some reason I can't explain
G/B                    Em              C      D9(11) 
Once you go there was never, never an honest word
           G               Em 
That was when I ruled the world
[Pont]
[C - D9(11) - G - Em]x2
[Strophe]
                       C    D9(11) 
It was the wicked and wild wind
               G              Em 
Blew down the doors to let me in
                           C         D9(11) 
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
        G                    Em 
People couldn't believe what I'd become
[Strophe]
          C      D9(11) 
Revolutionaries wait
        G                 Em 
For my head on a silver plate
                    C        D9(11) 
Just a puppet on a lonely string
     G                        Em 
Oh who would ever want to be king?
[Strophe]
   C              D9(11) 
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
 G              Em 
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
 C                 D9(11) 
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
    G                 Em 
My missionaries in a foreign field
 C                 D9(11) 
For some reason I can't explain
  G                      Em 
I know Saint Peter won't call my name,
   C             D9(11) 
never an honest word
                  Bm             Em 
But that was when I ruled the world.
[Pont]
[C - Em]x3
D -D
[Pont]
 C D9(11) G Em
Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh
 C D9(11) G Em
Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh
[Strophe]
  C               D9(11) 
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
G              Em 
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
C                 D9(11) 
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
   G                  Em 
My missionaries in a foreign field
C                  D9(11) 
For some reason I can't explain
    G                    Em 
I know Saint Peter won't call my name,
          C      D9(11) 
never an honest word
               G               Em 
But that was when I ruled the world
  C D9(11) G Em
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh