‘Twas [Em]brillig, and the slithy toves
Did [C]gyre and [G]gimble in the [C]wabe
All [Em]mimsy were the boro-[C]goves
And the mome raths [Em]outgrabe.
‘Be-[Em]ware the Jabber-[G]wock, my [C]son!
The jaws that [D]bite, the [G]claws that [C]catch!
Be-[Em]ware the [B]Jubjub [C]bird, and shun
The [G]frumious [Em]Bandersnatch!’
He [Em]took his vorpal sword in hand
Long [C]time the [G]manxome foe he [C]sought
So [Em]rested he by the Tumtum [C]tree
And stood a-[B]while in [Em]thought.
And [Em]as in uffish thought he stood
The [C]Jabberwock, with [G]eyes of [C]flame
Came [Em]whiffling through the [G]tulgey [C]wood
And burbled [G]as it [Em]came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
‘And [Em]has thou slain the [G]Jabberwock?
Come [C]to my [G]arms, my beamish [C]boy!
O [Em]frabjous [C]day! Calloh! Callay!’
He chortled [G]in his [Em]joy
