SONG: Jack's Lament
ARTIST: Danny Elfman

From the musical, The Nightmare Before Christmas


          Bbm         F/A   
There are few who'd deny
          C#/Ab       Gm9b5   
At what I do I am the best
       F#          F                Ebm  
For my talents are renowned far and wide
        C          C#dim7   
When it comes to suprises
     C/E     Ebm/Bb   
On a moonlit night
    C7                    F7  
I excel without ever even trying

         Ebm              Bb7   
With the slightest little effort
      Ebm        Fdim   
Of my ghost like charms
       Ebm                       E  
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
         Abdim      Ebm   
With the wave of my hand 
      Bb7         Ebm  
And a well placed moan
                      Bb7               Ebm  
I have swept the very bravest off their feet


    Bb7        Bm   
Yet year after year
         E       D#dim7   
It's the same routine
      Bb  
And I grow so weary
       D#dim7   Bb7/F   
Of the sound of screams
    F#dim7   
And I 
Ebm
JACK..THE PUMPKIN KING
     B7       Bb7          F#dim    
Have grown so tired of the same 
Ebdim    
old 
Bb 
thing


   D#dim7    Gm     A7/G          Em
Oh somewhere deep inside of these bones
   Am6  Em     Am6    Em
An emptiness began to grow
        D#dim7    Gm/D      A/C#        Em/B
There's something out there far from my home
  Am6     Em6       B7    Em6
A longing that I've never known


      Em        B/D#         G/D      C#m9b5   
I'm a master of fright and a demon of light
         C               B           Am     
And I'll scare you right out of your pants
     F#        Gdim7      F#/Bb    Am/E    
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
        F#7                          B  
And I'm known throughout England and France

    Am         Bdim        Am/C        Ddim    
And since I am dead, I can take off my head
     Am                   Bb  
To recite Shakesperean quotations
   Ddim7      Am      E7            Am  
No animal nor man can SCREAM like I can
                    E7  Am  
With the fury of my recitations


    E7  Fm         Bb        Adim7    
But who here would ever understand
         E7                    Am6      E7/B    
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
      Cdim7       Am             F#m/C#    
Would tire of his crown, If they only 
C#7   F#m   
understood
     D7          C#7       F#m   D    
He'd give it all up, if he only 
C#b9     C#(no5)
could....


   Fdim7     Am    B7/A        F#m
Oh theres an empty place in my bones
     Bm6       F#m     Bm6     F#m
That calls out for something unknown
    Fdim7    Am/E        B/D#       F#m/C#
The fame and praise come year after year
     Bm6     F#m6      C#7   F#m
Does nothing for these empty tears....