A#m0         F1
0There are few who'd deny

          C#2          Gm3
1At what I do I am the best

       F#4          F5                D#m6
2For my talents are renowned far and wide

        C7          C#8
3When it comes to suprises

     C9       D#m10
4On a moonlit night

    C711                    F712
5I excel without ever even trying

6

7

         D#m13              A#714
8With the slightest little effort

      D#m15        F16
9Of my ghost like charms

       D#m17                       E18
10I have seen grown men give out a shriek

         G#19         D#m20
11With the wave of my hand

      A#721         D#m22
12And a well placed moan

                      A#723               D#m24
13I have swept the very bravest off their feet

14

15

    A#725        Bm26
16Yet year after year

         E27       D#28
17It's the same routine

      A#29
18And I grow so weary

       D#30       A#731
19Of the sound of screams

    F#32
20And I

D#m33
JACK THE34 PUMPKIN KING35
     B736       A#737          F#38
21Have grown so tired of the same

D#39
22old

A#40
23thing

24

25

   D#41        Gm42     A743            Em44
26Oh somewhere deep inside of these bones

   Am45   Em46     Am47     Em48
27An emptiness began to grow

        D#49        Gm50        A51           Em52
28There's something out there far from my home

  Am53      Em54        B755    Em656
29a longing that I've never known

30

31

      Em57        B58            G59        C#m60
32I'm a master of fright and a demon of light

         C61               B62           Am63
33And I'll scare you right out of your pants

     F#64        G65          F#66       Am67
34To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky

        F#768                          B69
35And I'm known throughout England and France

36

37

    Am70         B71           Am72          D73
38And since I am dead, I can take off my head

     Am74                   A#75
39To recite Shakesperean quotations

   D76          Am77      E778            Am79
40No animal nor man can SCREAM like I can

                    E780  Am81
41With the fury of my recitations

42

43

    E782  Fm83         A#84        A85
44But who here would ever understand

         E786                    Am87       E788
45That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin

      C89           Am90             F#m91
46Would tire of his crown, If they only

C#792   F#m93
47understood

     D794          C#795       F#m96   D97
48He'd give it all up, if he only

C#98       C#99
49could....

50

51

   F100         Am101    B7102          F#m103
52Oh theres an empty place in my bones

     Bm104        F#m105     Bm106      F#m107
53That calls out for something unknown

    F108        Am109          B110          F#m111
54The fame and praise come year after year

     Bm112      F#m113       C#7114   F#m115
55Does nothing for these empty tears...