Intro: 
C F C G 
Am G Fm 
Am G F G 

verse 1 
C                            F 
Queen of the castle, but she wears no crown, 
C                 G 
Stones of silver, gilded gown. 
    Am      G        Fm 
Can anybody help her hang this mirror? 
   Am          G     F 
So she can see every change. 
    Am        G         Fm 
The view of another was never clearer, 
    Am        G       F        G 
The view of a self is strange. 

verse 2 

    C                            F 
Oh, she'll rule south in someone else's car, 
C                         G 
Armed with a dream and a DSLR. 
Am       G      Fm 
I wonder if she fears the city, 
   Am       G              F 
Or will she translate with ease? 
  Am              G         Fm 
I wonder if she's ever been viewed with pity, 
Am      G          F      G 
Even in boots like these. 

verse 3 

C                 F 
She did a year in Manchester, 
C                         G 
And it rained every other day. 
    Am     G           Fm 
The Balkan half of her gave it heart, 
    F               G 
The Latin half gave way. 

Bridge 
     F                      Fm 
They tried to get her on to Joy Division, 
    Am                 G            Fm 
She said she liked the feel, but it lacked precision. 
    F                   Fm 
She soon got bored, and took the decision, 
   G 
To listen to James instead. 

verse 4 

  C                   F 
I think she thinks it helps her cleanse, 
C                       G 
Seeing stones through a radio lense. 
Am      G         Fm 
I don't ever know half the story, 
    Am         G        F 
But it doesn't leave me flat. 
Am         G           Fm 
I know she smiled when she first saw me, 
  Am          G         F     G 
I think I can live with that. 

Verse 5 

        C                 F 
Oh, she greeted me at the fortress, 
       C                 G 
With a smile and an open palm. 
  Am      G          Fm 
A song as old as the stones around me, 
     F                G 
With easily twice the charm. 

Verse 6 

    C                       F 
Her right-hand man took his lense cap, 
C                        G 
Slipped it in his fitted jeans, 
Am       G         Fm 
Said the light was perfect, 
      F              G 
And immortalised the scene. 

Outro 

C     F     C      G 
Ooooooooooooooooooooh, 
Am      G         Fm 
Ooooh, ooooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, 
Am               G       F 
Ooooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh. 
Am               G       Fm 
Ooooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. 
Am               G       F 
Ooooh, ooh, ooh, oh, oh, oh.