Chords for The Decemberists - The Legionnaire's Lament (from Castaways & Cutouts)
Tempo:
69 bpm
Chords used:
F
Gm
G
Dm
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I'm a legionnaire, [F] camel in disrepair, [G] hoping for a frigidaire [Gm] to come passing [A]
by.
I am [Dm] on reprieve, [F] lacking my joie de vivre, [G] missing my gay paris [Gm] in this desert dry.
[Dm] And I wrote my girl, [F] told her I would not return, [G] I've terribly taken a turn.
[Gm] For the worst now I fear, it's [Dm] been a year or more since the [F] shipment to this foreign shore.
[G] Fighting in a foreign war, so [Gm] far away from my home.
[F] If only some rain would fall [C] on the houses and the [Gm] boulevards, and the sidewalk baguettes held [Bb] like a dream.
[F] With the roar of coins [C] and the loathing of the cafe [Gm] boys, the sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] of the sand.
[Bbm] Lord I don't know if I'll ever be [Dm] back again.
La [F] La la la la la la, [G] la la la la la [Gm] la
[A] [Dm] Medicating in the sun drenched [F] doses of lard.
And I'm [G] longing for the old [Gm] fecundity of my [A] homeland.
[Dm] curses to this mirage [F] a bottle of ancient Shiraz a [G] smattering of dist and applause is [Gm] ringing in my
poor ears [Dm] on the old left bank my [F] baby in a cherub bay [G] riding up the width and length
[Gm] of the shunter
and [F]
[C] [Gm] sidewalk bagger tells it's [Bb] like a dream
[F] with the roar of coins [C] and the lolling of the cafe [Gm] boys
sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] up the sand
[Bbm] lord i don't know if i'll ever be [Dm] back again
[F]
[G] and [Gm] if [A]
[Dm] [F]
[G] [Gm] [A]
[F] only some rain would fall [C] on the houses and the [G] boulevard and the [Gm] sidewalk bagger tells
it's [Bb] like a dream with [F] the roar of coins [C] and the lolling of the cafe [Gm] boys
sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] up the sand
[Bbm] lord i don't know if i'll ever be [F] back again
and be [C] back again be [G] back [Gm] again i'll be [Bb] back again
[F] [C] [Gm]
[Bb] [Bbm] [C] [F]
[C] [D] [Gm]
[Bb] [Bbm]
by.
I am [Dm] on reprieve, [F] lacking my joie de vivre, [G] missing my gay paris [Gm] in this desert dry.
[Dm] And I wrote my girl, [F] told her I would not return, [G] I've terribly taken a turn.
[Gm] For the worst now I fear, it's [Dm] been a year or more since the [F] shipment to this foreign shore.
[G] Fighting in a foreign war, so [Gm] far away from my home.
[F] If only some rain would fall [C] on the houses and the [Gm] boulevards, and the sidewalk baguettes held [Bb] like a dream.
[F] With the roar of coins [C] and the loathing of the cafe [Gm] boys, the sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] of the sand.
[Bbm] Lord I don't know if I'll ever be [Dm] back again.
La [F] La la la la la la, [G] la la la la la [Gm] la
[A] [Dm] Medicating in the sun drenched [F] doses of lard.
And I'm [G] longing for the old [Gm] fecundity of my [A] homeland.
[Dm] curses to this mirage [F] a bottle of ancient Shiraz a [G] smattering of dist and applause is [Gm] ringing in my
poor ears [Dm] on the old left bank my [F] baby in a cherub bay [G] riding up the width and length
[Gm] of the shunter
and [F]
[C] [Gm] sidewalk bagger tells it's [Bb] like a dream
[F] with the roar of coins [C] and the lolling of the cafe [Gm] boys
sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] up the sand
[Bbm] lord i don't know if i'll ever be [Dm] back again
[F]
[G] and [Gm] if [A]
[Dm] [F]
[G] [Gm] [A]
[F] only some rain would fall [C] on the houses and the [G] boulevard and the [Gm] sidewalk bagger tells
it's [Bb] like a dream with [F] the roar of coins [C] and the lolling of the cafe [Gm] boys
sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] up the sand
[Bbm] lord i don't know if i'll ever be [F] back again
and be [C] back again be [G] back [Gm] again i'll be [Bb] back again
[F] [C] [Gm]
[Bb] [Bbm] [C] [F]
[C] [D] [Gm]
[Bb] [Bbm]
Key:
F
Gm
G
Dm
C
F
Gm
G
I'm a _ legionnaire, [F] camel in disrepair, [G] hoping for a frigidaire [Gm] to come passing [A]
by.
I am [Dm] on reprieve, [F] lacking my joie de vivre, [G] missing my gay paris [Gm] in this desert dry.
[Dm] And I wrote my girl, [F] told her I would not return, [G] I've terribly taken a turn.
[Gm] For the worst now I fear, it's [Dm] been a year or more since the [F] shipment to this foreign shore.
[G] Fighting in a foreign war, so [Gm] far away from my home.
[F] If only some rain would fall [C] on the houses and the [Gm] boulevards, and the sidewalk baguettes held [Bb] like a dream. _
[F] With the roar of coins [C] and the loathing of the cafe [Gm] boys, the sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] of the sand.
[Bbm] Lord I don't know if I'll ever be [Dm] back again.
La [F] La la la la la la, [G] la la la la la [Gm] la
_ _ _ [A] _ [Dm] Medicating in the sun drenched [F] doses of lard.
And I'm [G] longing for the old [Gm] fecundity of my [A] homeland.
[Dm] curses to this mirage [F] a bottle of ancient Shiraz a [G] smattering of dist and applause is [Gm] ringing in my
poor ears [Dm] on the old left bank my [F] baby in a cherub bay [G] riding up the width and length
[Gm] of the shunter
and [F] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] sidewalk bagger tells it's [Bb] like a dream
_ [F] with the roar of coins [C] and the lolling of the cafe [Gm] boys
sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] up the sand
_ [Bbm] lord i don't know if i'll ever be [Dm] back again
_ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] and [Gm] if _ _ [A] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [A] _
[F] only some rain would fall [C] on the houses and the [G] boulevard and the [Gm] sidewalk bagger tells
it's [Bb] like a dream with [F] the roar of coins [C] and the lolling of the cafe [Gm] boys
sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] up the sand _
[Bbm] lord i don't know if i'll ever be [F] back again
and be [C] back again be [G] back [Gm] again i'll be [Bb] back again
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [C] _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
by.
I am [Dm] on reprieve, [F] lacking my joie de vivre, [G] missing my gay paris [Gm] in this desert dry.
[Dm] And I wrote my girl, [F] told her I would not return, [G] I've terribly taken a turn.
[Gm] For the worst now I fear, it's [Dm] been a year or more since the [F] shipment to this foreign shore.
[G] Fighting in a foreign war, so [Gm] far away from my home.
[F] If only some rain would fall [C] on the houses and the [Gm] boulevards, and the sidewalk baguettes held [Bb] like a dream. _
[F] With the roar of coins [C] and the loathing of the cafe [Gm] boys, the sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] of the sand.
[Bbm] Lord I don't know if I'll ever be [Dm] back again.
La [F] La la la la la la, [G] la la la la la [Gm] la
_ _ _ [A] _ [Dm] Medicating in the sun drenched [F] doses of lard.
And I'm [G] longing for the old [Gm] fecundity of my [A] homeland.
[Dm] curses to this mirage [F] a bottle of ancient Shiraz a [G] smattering of dist and applause is [Gm] ringing in my
poor ears [Dm] on the old left bank my [F] baby in a cherub bay [G] riding up the width and length
[Gm] of the shunter
and [F] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] sidewalk bagger tells it's [Bb] like a dream
_ [F] with the roar of coins [C] and the lolling of the cafe [Gm] boys
sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] up the sand
_ [Bbm] lord i don't know if i'll ever be [Dm] back again
_ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] and [Gm] if _ _ [A] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [A] _
[F] only some rain would fall [C] on the houses and the [G] boulevard and the [Gm] sidewalk bagger tells
it's [Bb] like a dream with [F] the roar of coins [C] and the lolling of the cafe [Gm] boys
sweetly sleeping sweeping [Bb] up the sand _
[Bbm] lord i don't know if i'll ever be [F] back again
and be [C] back again be [G] back [Gm] again i'll be [Bb] back again
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Bbm] _ _ [C] _ [F] _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
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