The Decemberists – Legionnaires Lament (Guitar)

      Dm                    F
I'm a legionnaire, camel in disrepair

             G                  Gm      A
Hoping for a frigid air to come passing by

     Dm                      F
I am on reprieve, lacking my joie de vivre

           G                 Gm     A
Missing my gay Paris in this desert dry

      Dm                        F
And I wrote my girl, told her I would not return

              G                    Gm           A
I've terribly taken a turn for the worse now, I fear

            Dm                                         F
It's been a year or more since they shipped me to this foreign shore

              G                    Gm       A
fighting in a foreign war, so far away from my home

             F                      C
If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards

        Gm                               Bb
And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream)

         F                    C
With the roar of cars and the lulling of the cafe bars

    Gm                               Bb
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine

        Bbm                              Dm
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again

           F          G        Bb    A
La Da Dum Dum La Da Da Dum

           Dm                             F
Medicating in the sun with pinch doses of laudanum

                 G            Gm     A
Longing for the old fecundity of my homeland

          Dm                        F
Curses to this mirage!  A bottle of ancient Shiraz

                  G                           Gm         A
The smattering of distant applause is ringing in my poor ears

       Dm                          F
On the old left bank, my baby in a charabanc

              G                       Gm         A
Riding up the width and length of the Champs Elysees

             F                      C
If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards

        Gm                               Bb
And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream)

         F                    C
With the roar of cars and the lulling of the cafe bars

    Gm                               Bb
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine

        Bbm                              Dm
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again

           F          G        Bb    A
La Da Dum Dum La Da Da Dum

             F                      C
If only some rain would fall on the houses and the boulevards

        Gm                               Bb
And the sidewalk bagatelles (it's like a dream)

         F                    C
With the roar of cars and the lulling of the cafe bars

    Gm                               Bb
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine

        Bbm                              F
Lord, I don't know if I'll ever be back again,

         C              Gm              Bb
be back again, be back again, O be back again

            F            C            Gm           Bb  Bbm
Oh oh oh oh oh, la la la la, la la la la, oh oh oh oh