The Decemberists - The legionnaires lament

I'm a ^Dmlegionnaire camel in ^Fdisrepair Hoping for^F# a ^Gfrigid heir to come ^Gmpassing ^Aby I am ^Dmon reprieve lacking my^F joie de vivre Missing ^F#my ^Ggay Paris in this d^Gmesert d^Ary And I ^Dmwrote my girl told her I ^Fwould not return Terribly ^F#tak^Gen a turn for the wo^Gmrse now I^A fear It's been a ^Dmyear or more since they shipped me to this^F foreign shore Fighting in^F# a ^Gforeign war so far away^Gm from my ^Ahome

If only some ^Frain would fall on the h^C/Gouses and the boulevards And the ^Gmside walk bagatelles it's like a dream ^Bb With the ^Froar of cars and the ^C/Glulling of the cafe bars, The s^Gmweetly sleeping sweeping of the ^BbSeine. Lord I ^Bbmdon't know if I'll ever

be back ^Dmagain La la da^F dum La l^F#a l^Ga low ^{Gm A}

Medicating ^Dmin the sun pinched doses of ^Flaudanum Longing for th^F#e o^Gld fecundity of^Gm my home^Aland Curses ^Dmto this mirage, a bottle of ^Fancient Shiraz A smatterin^F#g o^Gf distant applause is ringing ^Gmin my poor ^Aears On the ^Dmold left bank my baby in a^F charabanc Riding up t^F#he ^Gwidth and length of the ^GmChamps Elysee^As

If only some ^Frain would fall on the h^C/Gouses and the boulevards And the ^Gmside walk bagatelles it's like a dream ^Bb With the ^Froar of cars and the ^C/Glulling of the cafe bars, The s^Gmweetly sleeping sweeping of the ^BbSeine. Lord I ^Bbmdon't know if I'll ever

be back ^Dmagain La la da^F dum La l^F#a l^Ga low ^{Gm A}

If only some ^Frain would fall on the h^C/Gouses and the boulevards And the ^Gmside walk bagatelles it's like a dream ^Bb With the ^Froar of cars and the ^C/Glulling of the cafe bars, The s^Gmweetly sleeping sweeping of the ^BbSeine. Lord I ^Bbmdon't know if I'll ever

be back agai^Fn, be back agai^C/Gn, Be back agai^Gmn, I'll be back aga^Bbin Ah ah ahh ^Fohh ah ah ahh ^C/Gohhh La la la ^Gmlo oh ohh oh o^Bbhh ^Bbm