Band/Artist: Boyce Avenue
Title:  Viva La Vida
Chords by: VALERA, CHARLIE EDSEL  AYUNON



          
I used to rule

    
 the world 
             
Seas would ris

              
e when I gave 

    
the word 
              
Now in the mor

             
ning I sleep a

 
lone 
             
Sweep the stre

              
ets I used to 


own



          
I used to roll

     
 the dice 
             
Feel the fear 

              
in my enemy's 


eyes 
              
Listen as the 

            
crowd would si

ng: 
             
"Now the old k

              
ing is dead! L


ong live the k

ing!"


             
One minute I h

   
eld the key 
             
Next the walls

              
 were closed o

  
n me 
              
And I discover

             
ed that my cas

       
tles stand 
             
Upon pillars o

            
f salt and pil


lars of sand 

             
I hear Jerusal

   
em bells are r

inging 
             
Roman Cavalry 


choirs are sin

ging 
             
Be my mirror, 

   
my sword, and 

shield 
             
My missionarie

       
s in a foreign

 field 
             
For some reaso

    
n I can't expl

ain 
             
Once you go th

           
ere was never,

             
 never an hone

   
st word
           
That was when 

            
I ruled the wo

 
rld 



(         
It was the wic

            
ked and wild w

ind 
              
Blew down the 

             
doors to let m

  
e in. 
              
Shattered wind

             
ows and the so

       
und of drums 
             
People couldn'

              
t believe what

 
 I'd become

(        
Revolutionarie

  
s wait 
             
For my head on

          
 a silver plat

e 
              
Just a puppet 

           
on a lonely st

ring
             
Oh who would e

              
ver want to be

 
 king? 


             
I hear Jerusal

   
em bells are r

inging 
             
Roman Cavalry 


choirs are sin

ging 
             
Be my mirror, 

   
my sword, and 

shield 
             
My missionarie

       
s in a foreign

 field 
             
For some reaso

    
n I can't expl

ain 
             
I know Saint P

           
eter will call

             
 my name 
             
never an hones

   
t word
              
But that was w

           
hen I ruled th

    
e world  


             
I hear Jerusal

   
em bells are r

inging 
             
Roman Cavalry 


choirs are sin

ging 
             
Be my mirror, 

   
my sword, and 

shield 
             
My missionarie

       
s in a foreign

 field 
             
For some reaso

    
n I can't expl

ain 
             
I know Saint P

           
eter will call

             
 my name
             
never an hones

   
t word
              
But that was w

           
hen I ruled th

     
e world