Chords for Leslie Fish-Rimini - Kipling

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When I left home for old God's sake, By the legion's road to Rimini,
She vowed her heart was mine to [G#] take, With myself and my [C#] shield to Rimini,
_ _ [B] Till the eagles [F#] flew from Avini. _ _ _
[B] And I've tramped Britain, [F#] and I've [B] tramped Gaul,
And the Pontic shores [F#] where the snowflakes fall,
[G#m] As white as the neck [D#m] of the Lodge, [G#m] As cold as the [D#m] heart of the Lodge.
[B] And I've lost Britain, and [F#] I've lost [B] Gaul,
And I've lost [C#] Rome, and worst of all, _ _ _ _ _ I've [F#] lost _ Lomage.
_ _ When you go by the Via Aurelia, [B] As thousands have traveled [F#] before,
_ [B] Remember the luck [F#] of the soldier, [G#] Who never saw Rome [C#] anymore.
[B] Oh dear was the sweetheart [D#m] that kissed him, [D#] Dear was the mother that bore,
[B] But his shield was picked [D#m] up in the heather, And he never saw [C#] Rome anymore. _ _
_ _ [F#] And he left Rome for the Lodge's sake, By the legion's road to Rimini,
She vowed her heart was his to [G#] take, With himself and his [C#] shield to Rimini,
_ _ [B] Till the eagles [F#] flew from Rimini. _
_ [B] And he tramped [F#] Britain, and he tramped [B] Gaul,
And the Pontic [F#] shores where the snowflakes [G#m] fall,
As white as the [D#m] neck of the Lodge, [G#m] As cold [D#m] as the heart of the Lodge.
[B] And he lost [F#] Britain, and he lost [B] Gaul, And he lost [C#] Rome, and worst of all, _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] He lost the Lodge. _ _ _
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When you go by the Via Aurelia, [B] Veterans from the city [F#] to Gaul,
Remember the luck of the soldier, [G#] Who rose to be [C#] master of all.
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He carried the sword [D#m] and the buckler, [G#m] He mounted his [D#m] guard on the wall,
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Till the legions [D#m] elected him Caesar, [C#] And he rose to be master of [B] [F#] all.
_ [C#] _ [F#] And he left Rome for the Lodge's sake, By the legion's road to Rimini,
She vowed her heart was his to [G#] take, With himself and his [C#] shield to Rimini,
_ _ [B] Till the eagles [F#] flew from Rimini. _
_ [B] And he tramped [F#] Britain, and he tramped Gaul,
And the Pontic shores where the snowflakes [G#m] fall,
As white as the [D#m] neck of the Lodge, As [G#m] cold as the [D#m] heart of the Lodge.
[B] And he [F#] lost Britain, and he lost [B] Gaul, And he lost [C#] Rome, and worst of all, _ _
_ _ _ [F#] He lost the Lodge. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Oh, it's twenty-five marches to Narbonne, [B] It's forty-five more [F#] up the Rhone,
[B] And the [F#] end may be death in the heather, [G#] Or life on [C#] the Emperor's throne,
[G#m] But whether the eagles [D#m] obey us, [G#m] Or we go to the ravens [D#m] alone,
[B] I'd sooner be the [F#] Lodge's lover, [G#] Than sit on the [C#] Emperor's throne.
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[C#] _ [F#] We've all left Rome for the Lodge's sake, Down the legion's road to Rimini,
She vowed her heart was ours to take, With [G#] ourselves and our [C#] shield to Rimini,
[B] Till the eagles [F#] flew from Rimini.
_ _ _ [B] And we've tramped Britain, [F#] and we've tramped Gaul,
[B] And the Pontic [F#] shores where the snowflakes fall,
[G#m] As white as [D#m] the neck of the Lodge, [G#] As [B] cold as [D#m] the heart of the Lodge.
[B] And we've lost Britain, [F#] and we've lost Gaul, [B] And we've lost Rome, [C#] and worst of _ _ all, _ _ _
[F#] We've lost the Lodge. _
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