The Legionnaires Lament

Dm
I'm a Legionnaire
         F
Camel in disrepair
            Gm
Hoping for a Frigidaire
        Dm      A
To come passing by
     Dm
I am on reprieve
          F
Lacking my joie de vivre
           Gm
Missing my gay Paris
         Dm    A
In this desert dry
      F
And I wrote my girl

Told her I would not return
              Bb
I've terribly taken a turn
        Dm         A
For the worst now I fear
            Dm
It's been a year or more
                             F
Since they shipped me to this foreign shore
             Gm
Fighting in a foreign war
       Dm          A
So far away from my home
             F
If only some rain would fall
      C               Bb
On the houses and the boulevards
      Gm
And the sidewalk bagatelles
            Bb
It's like a dream
         F
With the roar of cars
        C              Bb
And the lolling of the cafe bars
    Gm                                Bb
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
       Gm                 Dm      A     Dm
Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again
         F
La la la la
         Gm     Dm A
La la la la
          Dm
Medicating in the sun
              F
Pinch doses of laudanum
               Gm
Longing for the old fecundity
Dm    A
Of my homeland
         Dm
Curses to this mirage
           F
A bottle of ancient Shiraz
               Gm
A smattering of distant applause
          Dm     A
Is ringing in my poor ears
       Dm
On the old left bank
            F
My baby in a charabanc
             Gm
Riding up the width and length
       Dm      A
Of the Champs-Elysee

            F
If only some rain would fall
       C              Bb
On the houses and the boulevards
       Gm
And the sidewalk bagatelles
            Bb
It's like a dream
         F
With the roar of cars
        C              Bb
And the lolling of the cafe bars
    Gm                                Bb
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
       Gm                 Dm      A     Dm
Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again