Verse
Dm A#
Born in a sorry cot, left on the stairs of the cold stone
C A7
Damned to be scorned, in darkness, damned to be alone
Dm A#
Taken by the church, his soul will be a slave of God
C A7
In the belfry's beauty is his figure something odd
[Pre-Chorus 1]
A# F C Dm
We see the hunchback in Notre Dame
A# F C A7
Dancing on the tallest to-wers
Dm A7 C Em
Arcades and spires, filling his heart
Dm A7 C G
Deep like the choir, fine like the art
Dm A7
Is the place my cell, is it?
C G
Is God's home my hell?
A# F G
Oh, my body imprisons my poor soul
A7
Until I toll
[Chorus]
Dm A#
I am grim, full of gloom
C F
In my dim gothic tomb
A# F Gm
But the bells in my heart chime forever
Dm A#
With the ding that be-longs
C F
To the king of their songs
A# F C Dm
I'm the sound of Notre Dame
[Verse 2]
Dm A#
In the wheel of life, he is a horror for the crowd
C A7
When will be the time he'll see the sun between the clouds?
Dm A#
Looking at the bells he thinks about his tragic fate
C A7
Wants to be a rock or metal like his soulless mates
[Pre-Chorus 2]
A# F C Dm
We hear the hunchback in Notre Dame
A# F C A7
Crying on the tallest to-wers
Dm A7 C Em
Gargoyles and columns, his reality
Dm A7 C G
Chants which are solemn, his agony
Dm A7
Is the place my cell, is it?
C G
Is God's home my hell?
A# F G
Oh, my body imprisons my poor soul
A7
Until I toll
[Chorus]
Dm A#
I am grim, full of gloom
C F
In my dim gothic tomb
A# F Gm
But the bells in my heart chime forever
Dm A#
With the ding that belongs
C F
To the king of their songs
A# F C
I'm the sound of Notre Dame
(Repeat to End)