Am                           G            Cmaj7    E
In the kingdom of Fenrey, a tale is told
Am                    G                  Cm7                ­        E
of tyrannical king, who ruled the kingdom of old
Am                     G                 Cm7                    E
Nard was his name, and warfare was his game
Am                              G                         Cm7                 E
sent so many of his people to death, its such a shame

E                     G               E             Am
But, Nard is dead, his people rejoice
E                      G                   E
he lost his head, he didn't have any choice

Am                         G                   Cm7             E
Late one winter night, in the palace of the king
Am                           G                        Cm7                     E
Nard's son Prince Zard, slipped into his room and beheaded him
Am                           G                       Cm7                     E
Oh look there goes Nard's head, rolling down the stairs
Am                         G                  Cm7               E
and It comes as no surprise, that no one cares.

E                     G               E             Am
That Nard is dead, his people rejoice
E                      G                   E
he lost his head, he didn't have any choice

Vocal solo, with Verse chords, for eight measures,
(one verse length)

E                     G               E             Am
But, Nard is dead, his people rejoice
E                      G                   E
he lost his head, he didn't have any choice