Misc Musicals – The Art Of Pleasing Princes - When Youre Small (Guitar)

Bb        Eb                 G               Eb
It's been four hundred fifty-three and three-quarters days

Bb                      D
Since my last promotion

Gm
Which is four hundred fifty-three and three-quarters days

    F
Of dutiful devotion

   G           A7        Bb                  D
To secretarial duties I achieve with perfect ease

     Eb            Bb           Cm            F
The nobles find me…useful and I always try to please

            Eb                                                    Bb7
I'm the King's right hand, and also left, and lips, and maybe tongue

C         Cm7              C7     F                   D7
These are the beleaguered legs on which the country's run

Eb                                          Bb           F7  Bb
I've earned a rest, or something more than just a baronet

    C7         Gm7     C7        F               Bb
But Jason has his favor now, and I'm yesterday's pet

            Bb
When you're small

                                                        Eb
You bat your eyes, tell pretty lies, and usually that works

               C                             F
But marrying a princess is beyond the cutest clerks

            Bb
When you're small

                                                        Eb
To compensate, you bloviate; your words are all you've got

                C                             F
But if nobody's listening, that's really not a lot

            Eb
When you're small

                     Eb                                        Bb
You get ignored when kings get bored, you could play by the book

                                                       Gm
But if you don't take action, then you'll just get overlooked

            Cm7
When you're small

                      F                Bb
You lose your grip, one stupid slip, you're right back at the start

                   C                              D
I'll make the king remember why he first set me apart

  Eb
I need some way to capture his attention

    Eb
A perfect plan to power my ascension

      C/E
I've never cared about the hearts I break

     Gb                                   D
So what if there was one more heart at stake?

           Gm
Prince Rowan is right for the untrained assassin

    Eb
A political tragedy waiting to happen

C           C/E
He and his friends spend their evenings blaspheming

      Eb                     Gm
The name of their king as he suffers their scheming

Gm
Gossip in court says the king wants him dead

           F             D                      G5
And he'll reward whoever parts him from his head

            Eb
When you're small

                                                                  Eb
You should be strong, do something wrong, to try and set things right

                      C         Bb               F
What's one more moral broken if you'll never be a knight?

          Eb
So I'm small

                                 D                           C
But I'll use my grit and perfect smile, I'll use my wit as I compile

    Bb
A cute facade, demure and flirty

C                D
I'll even—my God—get my own hands dirty

     Eb
To someday earn the royal crown

    Bb
And never let my country down

        Bb
I'm no small-time noble

            Bb
With small-scale callings

    Bb         Gb
The biggest changes

Gb
Start from small things

Eb
You can have it all

                  Eb
When you're small