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