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The Decemberists do it capo 5 (Dm), Nate does it capo 2 (Bm). Its played quick, strummed on beat, "I'm a" starts on [C]
Legionnaire's Lament, The
by The Decemberists
I'm a legionnaire, camel in disrepair
Hoping for a frigid air to come passing by
I am on reprieve, lacking my joie de vivre
Missing my gay Paris in this desert dry
And I wrote my girl, told her I would not return
I've terribly taken a turn for the worse now, I fear
It's been a year or more since they shipped me to this foreign shore
fighting in a foreign war, so far away from my home
Chorus I
If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards
And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream)
With the roar of cars and the lulling of the cafe bars
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again
La Da Dum Dum La Da Da Dum
Medicating in the sun with pinch doses of laudanum
Longing for the old fecun- dity of my home- land
Curses to this mirage! A bottle of ancient Shiraz
The smattering of distant applause is ringing in my poor ears
On the old left bank, my baby in a charabanc
Riding up the width and length of the Champs Elys - ees
Chorus I followed by Interlude
Chorus II and End
If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards
And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream)
With the roar of cars and the lulling of the cafe bars
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again,
be back again, be back again, O be back again
Oh oh oh oh oh , la la la la, la la la la, oh oh oh oh
Hoping for a frigid air to come passing by
I am on reprieve, lacking my joie de vivre
Missing my gay Paris in this desert dry
And I wrote my girl, told her I would not return
I've terribly taken a turn for the worse now, I fear
It's been a year or more since they shipped me to this foreign shore
fighting in a foreign war, so far away from my home
Chorus I
If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards
And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream)
With the roar of cars and the lulling of the cafe bars
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again
La Da Dum Dum La Da Da Dum
Medicating in the sun with pinch doses of laudanum
Longing for the old fecun- dity of my home- land
Curses to this mirage! A bottle of ancient Shiraz
The smattering of distant applause is ringing in my poor ears
On the old left bank, my baby in a charabanc
Riding up the width and length of the Champs Elys - ees
Chorus I followed by Interlude
Chorus II and End
If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards
And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream)
With the roar of cars and the lulling of the cafe bars
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again,
be back again, be back again, O be back again
Oh oh oh oh oh , la la la la, la la la la, oh oh oh oh