Intro: Am Em Dm
verse 1
Am
Black death is here and I’m starting to fear
Em
My world will come undone
Dm
My son Hamlet is dead with sores on his head
Am
He’s not the only one
I’ve written plays galore on the stage they will soar
Em
But the theatre’s closed
Dm
Bring out your dead they are starting to spread
Am
Death to everyone
C G Am
Will I live to write another play
G C
Or will I just slip into my grave
G Am
When I die will I see my son again
G Am
Or when I am dead is my life done
verse 2
I’m stealing stories to write things you’ll like
Em
From the Decamoron
Dm
All’s well that ends well but I’m starting to tell
Am
This isn’t much fun
Em
A merchant in Venice heard I lost my son
Dm
He said it’s safe with him in a country inn
Am
Away from everyone
C G Am
Will I live to write another play
G C
Or will I just slip into my grave
G Am
When I die will I see my son again
G
Or when I am dead is my life done