More tabs: http://www.geocities.com/jff_77/ Artist: The Decemberists Album: Picaresque Song: The Infanta

Here she ^Ecomes in her palanquin on the back of an elephant On a ^Fbed made of linen and sequins and ^Esilk

All astride on her father's line with the king and his concubines

And her ^Fnurse with her pitchers of liquors and ^Emilk And we'll ^Gall come ^Dpraise the in^Efanta And we'll ^Gall come ^Dpraise the in^Efanta

Among ^Efive score pachyderm each canopied and passengered Sit the ^Fduke and the duchess's luscious young ^Egirls

Within sight of the baronness seething spite for this live largesse

On her ^Fside sits the baron, her barrenness ^Ebarbs her And we'll ^Gall come ^Dpraise the in^Efanta And we'll ^Gall come ^Dpraise the in^Efanta

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A ^Fphalanx on camel back, thirty ranks on a forward tack Followed ^F#close, their shiny bright standards are ^Fwaving

While behind in their coach in fours ride the wives of the king of bores

And the ^F#veiled young virgin, the prince's ^Fbetrothed And we'll ^G#all come ^D#praise the ^Finfanta And we'll ^G#all come ^D#praise the ^Finfanta

^EAnd as she sits upon her ^Fplace ^EHer innocence laid on her ^Fface ^BbFrom all atop the parapets blow a ^Fmultitude of coronets ^BbMelodies rhapsodical and ^Ffair ^BbAnd all our hearts afire, the ^Fsky ablaze with cannonfire We ^Eall raise our voices to the ^Fair To the ^Eair

And ^Eabove all this folderol on a bed made of chaparral She is ^Flaid, a coronal placed on her ^Ebrow

And the babe all in slumber dreams of a place filled with quiet streams

And a ^Flake where her cradle was pulled from the ^Ewater And we'll ^Gall come ^Dpraise the in^Efanta And we'll ^Gall come ^Dpraise the in^Efanta And we'll ^Gall come ^Dpraise the in^Efanta

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Decemberists - Infanta