The Prince chords

capo 3

[Am] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [G] [G#dim]

And I have s[Am]een black and wh[F]ite in my short l[C]ife righteous w[G]ills and evil f[Am]ights
But we kn[F]ow that’s not the [G]truth[G#dim] .
And in a c[Am]rowd there’s a[F] picture that we [C]paint, we find our[G] demons and our[Am] saints
In their e[F]yes are shades of g[G]ray.[G#dim]
Amid our h[Am]earts there’s an[F] unrelenting[C] pain that screams, e[G]scape these dreary[Am] days
To go [F]on we must o[G]bey. [G#dim]
And if I l[Am]ose my f[F]ight for precious l[C]and, the blood of m[G]artyrs stains my h[Am]ands
Will the p[F]eople underst[G]and? [G#dim]

And n[Am]ow I w[F]ish the [C]ends conv[Am]ince all the w[Dm]orld
I w[E]as a pr[Am]ince to the w[Dm]orld
I w[E]as a prin[Am]ce

[Am] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [G] [G#dim]

And when I’m[Am] caught in a[F] lost and lonely [C]place, I'l[G]l do what it will[Am] take
when there’[F]s nowhere else to[G] run[G#dim] .
A man is pr[Am]aised for [F]all his hearts of w[C]ell that he g[G]ained all by hims[Am]elf
That’s the [F]story time will[G] tell[G#dim] .
And when the [Am]sun seems to h[F]ave its throne on h[C]igh the world keeps sp[G]inning till we [Am]die,
in the d[F]arkness we will sh[G]ine[G#dim] on

And n[Am]ow I w[F]ish the [C]ends conv[Am]ince all the w[Dm]orld
I w[E]as a pr[Am]ince to the w[Dm]orld
I w[E]as a pr[Am]ince to the w[Dm]orld
I w[E]as a prin[Am]ce

[Am] [G] Oh, it’s a[C] prince’s point [G]of view.
[Am]False or t[G]rue, h[C]istory will ch[G]oose.
[Am]Win or l[G]ose, it’s a [C]prince’s point [G]of view.
[Am]False or t[G]rue, h[C]istory will ch[G]oose. [G#dim]

[Am] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [G] [G#dim] (2x)

And n[Am]ow I w[F]ish the [C]ends conv[Am]ince all the w[Dm]orld
I w[E]as a pr[Am]ince to the w[Dm]orld
I w[E]as a pr[Am]ince to the w[Dm]orld
I w[E]as a pr[Am]ince to the w[Dm]orld
I w[E]as a prin[Am]ce