Verse1
A long time ago, in a [G/B]story so old
There was a
beauty and and a beast, or so
I’ve been told
They
were these two strangers, [G/B]two lonely souls
But it’s
not what you think, no,
here’s how it goes:
Lets start with the Beast, he was [G/B]ugly and scary
Pathetic and poor, and
horribly hairy
The outside was rough, but [G/B]once he smiled
You could
see that he had a heart of
gold inside
The Beast loved a Beauty, this [G/B]pretty little thing
She was the
fairest of them all, and she could
dance and sing
But
unlike the beast whose [G/B]love shined the best
She loved herself, never
cared for the rest
Chorus
La
Belle et la [G/B]bête
Quelle
tragédie
Elle est
comme le [G/B]jour
Il est
comme la nuit
Il est
amoureux[G/B]
Elle ne
se soucie
pas
Vont-ils
mourir tout [G/B]seule?
On
verra
[G/B]
[G/B]
Verse2
One day the beast found the [G/B]Beauty “Perfection”
Sitting by the lake making
love to her reflection
The
Beast then decided that it[G/B] was the time
To
tell the pretty Beauty of his
feelings inside
He stepped
out from the shades with a [G/B]flower in hand
Said
bravely: “My lady, the
fairest in this land,
I might
not be a prince, but my [G/B]heart beats for you!”
Oh the
Beauty just laughed, so
cold, so cruel
“You
smelly old fat hairy [G/B]pig”, she said
“You
thought I could love you? I’d
rather be dead!”
Still
laughing she turned and [G/B]danced to her home
Leaving the Beast,
heart-broken, alone
Verse3
(one strum each)
While the
Beauty lives all by [G/B]herself still today
The
Beast learned his lesson and
changed his ways
He
found that true beauty [G/B]cannot be seen
And that
things are most likely
not what they seem
Outro
[G/B]
(3x, getting slower)
