Decemberists - My mother was a chinese trapeze artist

^AmMy mother^Am/E was a chi^Cnese tr^Dapeze artis^Gt In ^Empre-war P^Daris ^AmSmuggling ^Dbombs for the ^Bundergr^Emound.^{Emadd9 Em Am}And she met my f^Dather At a f^Bete in Aix-en-Pro^Cvence. He was d^Cadd9isguised as a Russian c^Dadet in the employ of the ^EmAxis.^{Emadd9 Em} And t^Chere in the half-light Of the^C provincial midnight To a l^Gone concertina They d^Grank in cantinas And to^Casted to Edith Pi^Daf And the fall of the R^Emeich.^{Emadd9 Em}

^AmMy sister was b^Am/Eorn in a h^Covel in ^DBurgundy^G And le^Emft for the c^Dattle ^AmBut later was f^Dound by a c^Bommuni^Emst ^{Emadd9 Em Am}Who'd deserted his ^Dranks To fol^Blow his dr^Ceam To start^Cadd9 up a punk rock ba^Dnd in South Carol^Emina. ^{Emadd9 Em} I ^Cget letters sometimes. Th^Cey bought a plantation She ^Gweeds the tobacco He o^Gffends the nation And they write, &^Cquot;Don't be a strang^Der, y'hear." "Sincerely, yo^Emur si^Emadd9ster.&q^Emuot;

^AmSo my par^Am/Eents had me To the disgust ^Cof the ^Dprostitutes^G On a be^Emd in a br^Dothel. ^AmSurprisingly ra^Dised with ^Btender ca^Emre ^{Emadd9 Em Am}'Til the money got t^Dight And they ^Bbet me awa^Cy To a blind^Cadd9 brigadier in a ga^Dme Of high stakes ca^Emnasta^Emadd9. ^Em But he ^Cmade me a sailor On his ^Cbrigadier ship fleet. I k^Gnow every yardarm From ma^Gin mast to jib sheet. But ^Csometimes I long to be ^Dlandlocked And to work in a ba^Ckery. Ahhh^Emhh Ahhh^Chh Ahhh^Emhh