• Song:

    The Problem With Saints

  • Artist:

    Neil Gaiman

CAPO: 1

F#m: 244222
A:   x02220
D:   xx0232
Bm:  x24432
E:   022100

NOTE: The fast section on "the british will no longer rule" can be played as simply F#m 
- A - F#m if you're not so quick on the chords.

  F#m
I wish that Joan of Arc
          A
wouldn't hang around the park
     D                                Bm
pronouncing that she won't get burned again
    F#m
Her arm is very shiny
         A
and her message is divine
       D                                Bm
but I wish she'd take a day off now and then

    Bm
She says it clears your head
          A
when you come back from the dead
           F#m                             A
with your sword as sharp as anything that cuts
        Bm
And to prove it she bisected
              A
three young tourists from Utrecht
        F#m    Bm   A       E     F#m
which rapidly dis-played a lot of guts

     Bm                                A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
        F#m                              A
and the flag of France so proudly she unfurled.
         Bm                            A
and the people that she hated will be neatly bifurcated
         F#m         Bm  A      E       F#m
and the British will no longer rule the world.

         F#m
She says it was a mistake
             A
to let them burn her at the stake
          D                                 Bm
and she learned a lesson back there in the flames
          F#m
So she's going to kill the queen
                 A
and then she'll rescue old Orleans
          D                               Bm
and it's really hard to hang around with saints.

   Bm
I think I ought to tell
              A
her that the English left in failure
          F#m                               A
and they don't go back to France except on hols.
      Bm
But I saw her vivisect a man
     A
who wanted to correct her
         F#m            Bm  A         E     F#m
and the playground soon re-sembled grand guignol

     Bm                                A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
         F#m                                 A
And she marched us round until we couldn't stand
              Bm                              A
She says the nation she abhors will soon be writhing on the floor
          F#m        Bm  A      E       F#m
And the British will no longer rule her land

    F#m
And she's waiting for the dauphin
          A
who will come across the ocean,
     D                                 Bm
And knows that God agrees with her complaints
        F#m
So I'm hoping that she'll ignore
            A
my English accent in her war
             D                               Bm
'Cause it's really hard to hang around with saints

     Bm                                A
She says we need to raise a brand new army
        F#m                              A
and the flag of France so proudly she unfurled.
         Bm                            A
and the people that she hated will be neatly bifurcated
         F#m         Bm  A      E
and the British will no longer rule
         F#m         Bm  A      E
and the British will no longer rule
         F#m         Bm  A      E       F#m
and the British will no longer rule the world
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