The Infanta The Decemberists
INTRO
(flute-like instrument)
(drum beat)
VERSE
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 [E]infanta
And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the [E]infanta
VERSE
Among[E] five score pachyderm
Each canopied and passengered
Sit the [F]duke and the duchess' luscious young [E]girls
Within sight of the baronness
Seething spite for this live largesse
By her [F]side sits the baron
Her barrenness [E]barbs her
And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the [E]infanta
And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the [E]infanta
INSTRUMENTAL
(gtr)
[Em] [F#m/A]
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[Em] [F#m/A]
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[CM7] [Bb]
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[F]
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VERSE
A pha[F]lanx on camelback
Thirty ranks on a forward tack
Followed [F#]close, their shiny bright standards a-[F]waving
While behind in their coach, in fours
Ride the wives of the king of Moors
And the [F#]veiled young virgin, the prince's be[F]trothed
And [Ab]we'll all come [Eb]praise the in[F]fanta
And [Ab]we'll all come [Eb]praise the in[F]fanta
BRIDGE
[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 cannon fire
We [E]all raise our voices to the [F]air
To the a[E]ir...
VERSE
And a[E]bove all this falderal
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 the [F]lake where her cradle was pulled from the [E]water
And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the [E]infanta
And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the [E]infanta
And we'll [G]all come [D]praise the [E]infanta
G D | E
C G | E
G D | E
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