Coldplay- Viva La Vida

CAPO 1

INTRO: C - D - G - Em x2

(Em)    C       D0 t7 z6 N# d$ [) c/ j8 r9 }, D
I used to rule the world + j9 p( q+ O! w9 [
         G                   Em1 ^* }, A; n! J9 M/ X7 a; D
Seas would rise when I gave the word
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Now in the morning I sleep alone ' ]" ?; a: H% h8 K/ i$ T& A7 L, |! X: q
      G                Em' n) J7 P- ]. g
Sweep the streets I used to own. n/ n' [. z, i+ b; q& k5 d
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C - D - G - Em x2: Q4 ~) b, c+ J9 H9 u
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(Em)    C       D
I used to roll the dice
      G                Em
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
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Listen as the crowd would sing: ; E& O: e% i: d3 g- b
      G                Em* X( R/ b0 U5 s
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!") T9 G  R6 u9 E/ O: C
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(Em)       C       D+ E# p+ a$ |+ K5 }
One minute I held the key
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Next the walls were closed on me 4 I0 H# a% `; X3 c* I) n- \
                        C       D! w. W+ c, m# a8 d5 s% {, E& C; ]8 {
And I discovered that my castles stand
   G                   Em
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand # \+ e% V- m  g$ a
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  C             D
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing 9 C+ d2 M2 y" G0 h
G          Em
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing " [( E( W, O: T; Z
C             D
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield 6 h' M/ g+ M, j8 G" C* K
G                Em: O1 ^, U; L6 E  f. Y" `( f% n# C$ U+ ]
My missionaries in a foreign field % ^- j0 ]( E+ m
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For some reason I can't explain 6 f& R; y, Y  f! f7 z$ W" ^9 N
G                   Em             C    D/ k9 R2 A& D7 p
Once you go there was never, never an honest word/ q$ i; `$ V% }6 c  r7 X
      Bm             Em
That was when I ruled the world ! S# U4 T2 \6 q* m: c) u
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(Em)                C    D, U3 a* y% P" q0 A3 W3 d: Z
It was the wicked and wild wind 3 U- y+ X4 Z5 g9 [0 r' U- R& s
            G             Em$ R- e; O( J# d/ c" p  e) I
Blew down the doors to let me in.
                        C       D  `- T! z3 n, D6 s, k, d) G
Shattered windows and the sound of drums : Z. w, @( d8 p6 P( Y0 F
   G                   Em8 H4 e6 k' i# U% c* ]
People couldn't believe what I'd become* O  x& j, x6 A  f
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(Em)    C    D5 q; j2 X# F1 w+ ]4 O; y1 w0 a
Revolutionaries wait
      G             Em
For my head on a silver plate / G( r! w& ]; H- q8 p
               C    D
Just a puppet on a lonely string
G                      Em& X5 Y! M4 c/ O2 E$ @$ j) ^
Oh who would ever want to be king? ! t1 J: e% F' O: Y# w; U
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  C             D
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing . o* b  `9 m0 @" u7 N1 c* I
G          Em" k. g+ J2 g" [4 G5 p( ^, ^
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing # @9 x! }& y& O& x& k
C             D" z. I6 l8 e. }% k6 r$ q( a. q1 p
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield 4 T: B5 @7 R3 W  ]* @, `. g
G                Em
My missionaries in a foreign field
C                D
For some reason I can't explain
  G                   Em
I know Saint Peter will call my name ,
C          D
never an honest word2 P: S5 o$ _) k( N: a
            Bm             Em 3 R' q( i" @' P  D- M2 B+ ?9 W
But that was when I ruled the world  - j* [/ E6 {, k7 Q9 y, h! K
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C - Em x3
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C - D - G - Em x2
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)& S0 |1 Z% P' A2 w

  C             D1 s" r2 q/ D  u& c7 W8 Y
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
G          Em
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing 4 A. s, |' l$ f/ V0 m( C0 G$ H- ]$ H
C             D
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield 5 A' y  z$ C3 L2 E( ]* `2 n/ _9 s
G                Em
My missionaries in a foreign field ( j# }9 d# @( G3 Y  r4 Y
C                D2 z' l' c$ H( i3 |- Y  k: ^5 ~2 v
For some reason I can't explain / C, C6 i: \! Q( r3 R1 q
  G                   Em
I know Saint Peter will call my name ,
C          D
never an honest word
            Bm             Em 2 Z& W, J) T2 P' t
But that was when I ruled the world

C - D - Bm - Em             and fading...0 b& f; f7 t( F: G& C
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
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Well guys I finally added a no capo version for you guys with no capo...
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TUNED HALF STEP DOWN - Eb Ab Db Gb Bb Eb
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INTRO: D - E - A - F#m x2" |, _! z7 n) R4 ?5 T5 F

(F#m)    D       E/ K5 ~; S8 {- _( }
I used to rule the world 2 W$ a  }9 Q+ _0 J! Y
         A                   F#m
Seas would rise when I gave the word # g+ @' J& G+ Y5 k+ Y; d
                  D    E
Now in the morning I sleep alone 2 }' D+ B. g; s; p
      A                F#m8 O% e7 u) C  \: j$ L/ F6 ]8 c  G/ O* [
Sweep the streets I used to own

D - E - A - F#m x26 D5 A2 G* H6 Q& l
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(F#m)    D       E  j" p! d7 o  w) F7 ?( Z" }
I used to roll the dice % ]' B$ |: w* h! b' H0 x
      A                F#m
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes 8 |3 A& }5 G$ c& A* V
            D          E/ c3 t: o) l4 T  ]" a9 M; `7 Q
Listen as the crowd would sing:
      A                F#m
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
4 M: a, ^* W' n2 A# a( J- |
; m; ]( V6 e$ Q5 S- A8 u" J- Y4 q
(F#m)       D       E5 E8 s" W: a1 u. _* G
One minute I held the key
      A                   F#m
Next the walls were closed on me 2 q3 ]* s& [0 ~% B
                        D       E' f' b* S- n/ Y1 B; f6 R2 J9 o
And I discovered that my castles stand
   A                   F#m
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
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  D             E
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
A          F#m& B, H# O* [' t3 e  u
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing 1 j, A4 t) v. g/ q1 L. W, v
D             E
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
A                F#m; J. T4 d$ o, a6 }
My missionaries in a foreign field $ _$ ~5 k% H$ v9 q! o$ [
D                E
For some reason I can't explain
A                   F#m          D    E
Once you go there was never, never an honest word8 ^4 }" `$ `+ t+ h3 |9 n5 U" {  K& _8 N
      C#m             F#m
That was when I ruled the world , P( Y) S: I6 |% c) F
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D - E - A - F#m x2% Q* `! l' \$ `3 @
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(F#m)                D E
It was the wicked and wild wind ! ?0 Q+ O* R; w( s1 C
            A             F#m( y# B+ M: ^' G  X9 D3 D! q* d: R
Blew down the doors to let me in.
                        D       E. p. k+ w$ D1 C; W/ {( e7 B
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
   A                   F#m& m2 ^4 c4 h( J" A% q, P
People couldn't believe what I'd become

(F#m) D    E
Revolutionaries wait 4 Q% d6 O+ I/ r" L$ Z, V. P  M
      A             F#m
For my head on a silver plate
               D    E1 i; x1 m* h8 }! [) U
Just a puppet on a lonely string; I# c: c; }5 }, u9 q8 L/ r/ A1 O+ l' L
A                      F#m, c9 }8 N& z0 W5 X5 a6 x
Oh who would ever want to be king?
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  D             E% j( m+ l* W4 T' W. H% P4 y
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
A          F#m6 C- C% o" `5 X0 C  o4 t$ K
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
D             E
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
A                F#m! b8 i+ T8 [! {: r+ G
My missionaries in a foreign field
D                E
For some reason I can't explain ! N. E# r  c! Y( E: P' a
  A                   F#m             ; J/ k: U0 g  F: o8 ?4 z
I know Saint Peter will call my name ,1 u; w: s- r$ l6 X
D          E 5 ~) W) T. ?* q# O  q
never an honest word1 z& B$ d& F& k$ g
            C#m             F#m
But that was when I ruled the world
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D - E - A - F#m x2* f4 n& j4 [# }- j. z3 q
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
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  D             E
I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing $ m: U; X; Q. m4 K. Y
A          F#m7 ~) }" ]0 L6 V. V' D  o
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing ' S2 B1 d& e& ^: b5 y6 J; \: ?2 J
D             E
Be my mirror, my sword, and shield
A                F#m
My missionaries in a foreign field 1 f$ u5 }5 Z- i. h0 L4 I9 h' k
D                E: K  `! ^7 i' D9 ~9 p8 ^, ^" a
For some reason I can't explain
  A                   F#m             # r: q6 r3 [1 o$ r" x1 ~
I know Saint Peter will call my name ,( e  ~: n5 Q2 n* n
D          E
never an honest word: h9 v% u6 ^1 a* b* v7 a. U# ?  l
            C#m             F#m
But that was when I ruled the world

D - E - C#m - F#m             and fading...
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh