Frank Turner - Eye of the day

^CThey called me Margaretha the day that I was born ^DmThe day I died the ^Csoldiers called me H^G21 In the c^Amircuses and palaces, a ^Fhundred names I've borne From the ^CBelle of the Epoque to the ^Geye of the storm But if ^Amanybody asks, I named myself af^Gter the ^Csun

I was a ^Cteacher when I was young But I ^Gran away from ^Chome To the ^FEast Indies and ^Gwarm, warm ^Fsun To wed a man I did ^Gnot ^Cknow He called me Lady ^GMac^CLeod But the ^Gtimes did not ^Callow My comp^Flaints as ^Cdrinking ^Gdragged ^Emhim ^Fdown So in dancing peace ^GI ^Cfound

^CThey called me a tourist when I began to dance An ^Amamateur and ^Ccourtesan when I came to ^GFrance On the ^Amstages, in the salons,^F I held my tongue I was ^Cnever owned by any man nor ^Gknown by anyone And if ^Amanybody asks, I named myself af^Gter the ^Csun

I ne^Amver cared much for th^Geir ^Cwar I had se^Gen men fight bef^Core Seen the sickness in th^Geir esprit d^Eme co^Frps I would dance for th^Gem no m^Core They came to take m^Ge aw^Cay From the Hot^Gel Champs El^CyseÌe Told the ^Fsoldiers ^CI've not^Ghing ^Emto s^Fay They wouldn't have listened ^D7anyway T^E7oo many men had died, and ^Amsomebody ^Ahad to ^Fpay They set a date for ^Gmy dying d^Cay

But as ^DmI stood in that killing field, ref^Cusing a blindfold ^FStaring down the ^Amsoldiers and the ^Dhatred of the world I felt the ^Dmwarmth of the Malay sun and ^AmI smiled for th^Cem all They all ^Amthought they had the best of me But not ^Done of them could say what I w^Gas called ^G7

I am Mata Hari, eye of the d^Fay In the cells my body l^Gay uncla^Cimed

^AmIf anybody asks, I named my^Gself after the ^Fsun ^AmIf anybody asks, I named mys^Gelf after the s^Cun