Verse
C#m A
Born in a sorry cot, left on the stairs of the cold stone
B G#7
Damned to be scorned, in darkness, damned to be alone
C#m A
Taken by the church, his soul will be a slave of God
B G#7
In the belfry's beauty is his figure something odd
[Pre-Chorus 1]
A E B C#m
We see the hunchback in Notre Dame
A E B G#7
Dancing on the tallest to-wers
C#m G#7 B D#m
Arcades and spires, filling his heart
C#m G#7 B F#
Deep like the choir, fine like the art
C#m G#7
Is the place my cell, is it?
B F#
Is God's home my hell?
A E F#
Oh, my body imprisons my poor soul
G#7
Until I toll
[Chorus]
C#m A
I am grim, full of gloom
B E
In my dim gothic tomb
A E F#m
But the bells in my heart chime forever
C#m A
With the ding that be-longs
B E
To the king of their songs
A E B C#m
I'm the sound of Notre Dame
[Verse 2]
C#m A
In the wheel of life, he is a horror for the crowd
B G#7
When will be the time he'll see the sun between the clouds?
C#m A
Looking at the bells he thinks about his tragic fate
B G#7
Wants to be a rock or metal like his soulless mates
[Pre-Chorus 2]
A E B C#m
We hear the hunchback in Notre Dame
A E B G#7
Crying on the tallest to-wers
C#m G#7 B D#m
Gargoyles and columns, his reality
C#m G#7 B F#
Chants which are solemn, his agony
C#m G#7
Is the place my cell, is it?
B F#
Is God's home my hell?
A E F#
Oh, my body imprisons my poor soul
G#7
Until I toll
[Chorus]
C#m A
I am grim, full of gloom
B E
In my dim gothic tomb
A E F#m
But the bells in my heart chime forever
C#m A
With the ding that belongs
B E
To the king of their songs
A E B
I'm the sound of Notre Dame
(Repeat to End)