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The Legionnaire’s Lament - The Decemberists
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The Legionnaire’s Lament The Decemberists

The Legionnaire’s Lament - The Decemberists
I'm a legionnaire
Camel in disrepair
Hoping for a frigid air
To come passing by
I am on reprieve
Lacking my joie de vive
Missing my gay Paris
In this desert dry

And I wrote my girl
Told her I would not return
Terribly taken a turn
For the worse now I fear

It's been a year or more
Since they shipped me to this foreign shore
Fighting in a foreign war
So far away from my home

If only summer rain would fall
On the houses and the boulevards
And the side walk bagatelles it's like a dream
With the roar of cars
And the lulling of the cafe bars
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again
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