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Infanta

The Decemberists

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         E Here she comes in her palanquin on the back of an elephant      F                                 E On a bed made of linen and sequins and silk  All astride on her father's line with the king and his concubines         F                                      E And her nurse with her pitchers of liquors and milk            G        D            E And we'll all come praise the infanta           G        D            E And we'll all come praise the infanta        E Among five score pachyderm each canopied and passengered         F                                     E Sit the duke and the duchess's luscious young girls  Within sight of the baronness seething spite for this live largesse        F                                   E On her side sits the baron, her barrenness barbs her            G        D            E And we'll all come praise the infanta           G        D            E And we'll all come praise the infanta  (Interlude:) Em D Em D Am Bb F    F A phalanx on camel back, thirty ranks on a forward tack          F#                                      F Followed close, their shiny bright standards are waving  While behind in their coach in fours ride the wives of the king of bores         F#                                F And the veiled young virgin, the prince's betrothed            G#       D#         F And we'll all come praise the infanta           G#       D#         F And we'll all come praise the infanta  E                        F And as she sits upon her place  E                         F Her innocence laid on her face Bb                                F From all atop the parapets blow a multitude of coronets Bb                       F Melodies rhapsodical and fair Bb                            F And all our hearts afire, the sky ablaze with cannonfire    E                           F We all raise our voices to the air        E To the air      E And above all this folderol on a bed made of chaparral        F                             E She is laid, a coronal placed on her brow  And the babe all in slumber dreams of a place filled with quiet streams       F                                         E And a lake where her cradle was pulled from the water            G        D            E And we'll all come praise the infanta           G        D            E And we'll all come praise the infanta           G        D            E And we'll all come praise the infanta  End: G D E G D E G D E

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