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Infanta

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

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Readable chord sheet for Infanta by Decemberists

Here she [E]comes in her palanquin on the back of an elephant
On a [F]bed made of linen and sequins and [E]silk

All astride on her father's line with the king and his concubines
And her [F]nurse with her pitchers of liquors and [E]milk

And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the in[E]fanta
And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the in[E]fanta

Among [E]five score pachyderm each canopied and passengered
Sit the [F]duke and the duchess's luscious young [E]girls

Within sight of the baronness seething spite for this live largesse
On her [F]side sits the baron, her barrenness [E]barbs her

And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the in[E]fanta
And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the in[E]fanta

(Interlude:)
[Em] [D]
[Em] [D]
[Am] [Bb] [F]

A [F]phalanx on camel back, thirty ranks on a forward tack
Followed [F#]close, their shiny bright standards are [F]waving

While behind in their coach in fours ride the wives of the king of bores
And the [F#]veiled young virgin, the prince's [F]betrothed

And we'll [Ab]all come [Eb]praise the [F]infanta
And we'll [Ab]all come [Eb]praise the [F]infanta

[E]And as she sits upon her [F]place
[E]Her innocence laid on her [F]face
[Bb]From all atop the parapets blow a [F]multitude of coronets
[Bb]Melodies rhapsodical and [F]fair
[Bb]And all our hearts afire, the [F]sky ablaze with cannonfire
We [E]all raise our voices to the [F]air
To the [E]air

And [E]above all this folderol on a bed made of chaparral
She is [F]laid, a coronal placed on her [E]brow

And the babe all in slumber dreams of a place filled with quiet streams
And a [F]lake where her cradle was pulled from the [E]water

And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the in[E]fanta
And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the in[E]fanta
And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the in[E]fanta

[End]
[G] [D] [E]
[G] [D] [E]
[G] [D] [E]

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