Rimini Words by Rudyard Kipling © 1984, music by Leslie FishChorus: G When I left home for Lalage's sake C G By the Legion's Road to Rimini, She vowed her heart was mine to take A D With myself and my shield to Rimini C G ('Til the Eagles flew from Rimini--) C G And I've tramped Britain, and I've tramped Gaul, C G And the Pontic shores where the snowflakes fall Am Em As white as the neck of Lalage-- Am Em (As cold as the heart of Lalage!) C G And I've lost Britain and I've lost Gaul, C D And I've lost Rome, and worst of all G I've lost Lalage! C G When you go by the Via Aurelia, C G As thousands have travelled before, C G Remember the Luck of the Soldier, A D Who never saw Rome anymore! C Em Oh dear was the sweetheart who kissed him, Am Em And dear was the mother that bore; C Em But his shield was picked up in the heather A D And he never saw Rome anymore! Chorus: G And he left Rome for Lalage's sake . . . C G By the Legion's Road to Rimini, She vowed her heart was his to take A D With himself and his shield to Rimini C G ('Til the Eagles flew from Rimini--) C G And he tramped Britain, and he tramped Gaul, C G And the Pontic shores where the snowflakes fall Am Em As white as the neck of Lalage-- Am Em (As cold as the heart of Lalage!) C G And he lost Britain and he lost Gaul, C D And he lost Rome, and worst of all G He lost Lalage! C G When you go by the Via Aurelia C G That runs from the city to Gaul, C G Remember the Luck of the Soldier A D Who rose to be master of all! C Em He carried the sword and the buckler, Am Em He mounted his guard on the Wall, C Em 'Til the legions elected him Caesar A D And he rose to be master of all! Chorus: G And he left Rome for Lalage's sake C G By the Legion's Road to Rimini, She vowed her heart was his to take A D With himself and his shield to Rimini C G ('Til the Eagles flew from Rimini--) C G And he tramped Britain, and he tramped Gaul, C G And the Pontic shores where the snowflakes fall Am Em As white as the neck of Lalage-- Am Em (As cold as the heart of Lalage!) C G And he lost Britain and he lost Gaul, C D And he lost Rome, and worst of all G He lost Lalage! C G It's twenty-five marches to Narbo, C G It's forty-five more up the Rhone, C G And the end may be death in the heather A D Or life on the Emperor's throne. C Em But whether the Eagles obey us, Am Em Or we go to the Ravens--alone, C Em I'd sooner be Lalage's lover A D Than sit on the Emperor's throne! Chorus: G We've all left Rome for Lalage's sake C G By the Legion's Road to Rimini, She vowed her heart was ours to take A D With ourselves and our shield to Rimini C G ('Til the Eagles flew from Rimini--) C G And we tramped Britain, and we tramped Gaul, C G And the Pontic shores where the snowflakes fall Am Em As white as the neck of Lalage-- Am Em (As cold as the heart of Lalage!) C G And we lost Britain and we lost Gaul, C D And we've lost Rome, and worst of all G We lost Lalage!