Ballad Of Marion Zioncheck

Left At London

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Tom:
Ab Marion, born December 5th, a Sagittarius
Ab Mother & father, two little sisters, all were immigrants
Bbm7 America was waiting for you
Eb America was waiting for you
Ab Marion’s family saw his humor as absurdity
Ab Nevertheless, he joined the local university
Bbm7 And studied for a third of his life
Eb He studied for a third of his life And passed the bar
Fm7 Eb Ab He was a lawyer, working for free
Db Eb And was fervid in speech
Fm7 Eb Ab All of the workers that he’d protect
Db Eb Say he practiced what he preached [Verse 2: Left at London]
Ab Hated the mayor, so he petitionеd to recall the guy
Ab For he attеmpted selling off Seattle City Light
Bbm7 Two hundred thousand names on the form
Eb Two hundred thousand names on the form
Ab He, with the people on his side, became a congressman
Ab Winning a district often taken by Republicans
Bbm7 To Washington from Washington State
Eb To Washington from Washington State At thirty-two
Fm7 Eb Ab When re-elected everyone loved him
Db Eb Except for his peers
Fm7 Eb Ab A coalition set on his downfall
Db Eb Would form in his last years [Bridge: Left at London & Sophia Konat]
Ab Ab Cm He married a woman he knew for a week 'cause he couldn’t wait
Ab Ab Cm Db Eb Took part in a riot while still on his honeymoon
Ab Ab Cm They took him away in a jacket to the sanitarium
Ab Ab Cm Db Eb Declared as insane, jumped the fence of the place, & soon
Dbm Ab Returning home, announced his re-election
Db Eb Eb Then called the campaign off again
Abadd9 Bbm7 Eb Almost as if becoming lesser like yourself had been an art
Abadd9 Bbm7 Eb Marion, less subdued & sober, saw the world observe him fall apart [Verse 3: Left at London]
Ab He wrote a note & left his window several stories high
Ab Landed abruptly near the car his wife was waiting by
Bbm7 They say she changed the day that he died
Eb They say she changed the day that he died
Ab And in the note, he said his only hope in life had been
Ab That he’d improve upon the way the world was living in
Bbm7 But people only knew him as strange
Eb The people only knew him as strange And nothing more
Fm7 Eb Ab Were you a genius, were you a fool
Db Eb Or in need of a cure?
Fm7 Eb Ab Was it in anger, was it in fear
Db Eb Or had it been in fervor? [Outro: Left at London]
Abadd9 All of the quirks we used to have are now a symptom of
Abadd9 Acronyms we don’t get to know that we’re the victims of
Bbm7 Then people say that we’ll never change
Eb And so, of course, we don’t ever change
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