G          D
Nero was a king, you know,
D7        G
Many many years ago.
G              D
Nero loved his music, so
D7              G
Bought a fiddle and a bow.

[Chorus]
G               D
Room enough for Nero,
D7                 G
No, he never was a hero!
G                 D
Rome was burnt to zero,
D7               G
Still he fiddled away!

[Verse 2]
   G              D
To his soldiers he said, "I'm
 D7             G
Busy having a big time!
 G                 D
With my lessons in jig time,
D7              G
What survives today?".

[Bridge]
G             A7      G
So Nero never went to town
G              A7      G
While Rome was burnin' down.
A7
They watched him, in dismay,
D7
Fiddle, fiddle, fiddle away!

[Chorus]
    G               D
Oh, Rome meant nothin' to Nero,
 D7             G
He was never a hero!
 G                  D
He must have been a shero,
D7                G
'Cause he fiddled away!

[Verse 3]

Now listen!

G                  D
Nero spent some of his dough
D7              G
For a fiddle and a bow.
 G                     D
That's how Nero made his name,
  D7                G
Landed in the Hall Of Fame.

Come on Nero!

[Musical Interlude]
G D D7 G x8

[Chorus]
    G             D
Rome meant nothin' to Nero,
 D7             G
He never was a hero!
 G             D
Rome fell to zero,
D7              G
Still he fiddled away!

[Outro]
  G                 D
Nero spent some of his dough,
  D7          G
Fiddle and a bow.
 G                D
That's how he made his name,
  D7               G
Landed in the Hall Of Fame.
(come here Nero, I gotcha!)