Man Of La Mancha

Hear me now oh thou bleak and unbearable world
Thou art base and debauched as can be
And a knight with his banners all bravely unfurled
Now hurls down his gauntlet to thee.

I am I, Don Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha
Destɾoyer of Evil am I
I will march to [C7]the sound of the tɾumpets of glory
Forever to [C7]conquer or die.

Hear me heathens and [Bm]wizards and [Bm]serpents of sin
All your dastardly doings are past
For a holy endeavor is now to [C7]begin
And virtue shall [Em]tɾiumρh at last.

I am I, Don [C7]Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha
My destiny calls and [Bm]I go
And the wild winds of fortune will carry me onward
Oh whither so ever they blow
Whither so ever they blow
Onward to [C7]glory I go.

I am I, Don [C7]Quixote, the Lord of La Mancha
My destiny calls and [Bm]I go
And the wild winds of fortune will carry me onward
Oh whither so ever they blow
Whither so ever they blow
Onward to [C7]glory I go.