(verse 1) 

    C        D  F 
The cause is Ozymandian 
     
    C      D  F 
The map of Sapokanikan 

   C          G 
Is sanded and bevelled 

    Bb            F 
The land lorn and levelled 

   Am      D#         Dm       D# 
By some unrecorded and powerful hand 


(verse 2) 
       
      C      D       F 
Which plays along the monument 

    C      D    F 
And drums upon a plastic bag 

    C             G       Bb       F 
The brave-men-and-women-so-dear-to-God- 

    Am      D#          Dm   D# 
And-famous-to-all-of-the-ages rag 




[Refrão]

     
    Bb Gm    D#   Bb 
Sang: Do you love me? 

Bb Gm     D# Bb 
Will you remember? 

   Bb   Gm    D#    Bb 
The snow falls above me 
  
   Bb Gm    D# Bb  
The renderer renders: 

    F        D#    Gm 
The event is in the hand of God 



(verse 3) 

  C       D        F 
Beneath a patch of grass, her 

C         D         F 
Bones the old Dutch master hid 

      C         G 
While elsewhere Tobias 

       Bb     F 
And the angel disguise 

        Am          D#         Dm         D# 
What the scholars surmise was a mother and kid 



(verse 4) 

C             D     F 
Interred with other daughters 

   C       D     F 
In dirt in other potters' fields 

C           G 
Above them, parades 

        Bb          F 
Mark the passing of days 

       Am               D#                 Dm         D# 
Through parks where pale colonnades arch in marble and steel 




[Refrão]


Bb                     Gm                      D#  Bb 
Where all of the twenty-thousand attending your footfall 

       Bb               Gm                  D#           Bb 
And the causes they died for are lost in the idling bird calls 

       Bb                    Gm 
And the records they left are cryptic at best 

      D#     Bb 
Lost in obsolescence 

   Bb                       Gm 
The text will not yield, nor x-ray reveal 

    D#         Bb 
With any fluorescence 

          F          D#       Gm       G# 
Where the hand of the master begins and ends 



 Bb      Gm                     D#    Bb 
I fell, I tried to do well but I won't be 

        Bb       Gm                   D#              Bb   
Will you tell the one that I love to remember and hold me 

 Bb       Gm           D# Bb 
I call and call for the doctor 

       Bb     Gm                       D#     Bb 
But the snow swallows me whole with ol' Florry Walker 

        F          D#      Gm 
And the event lives only in print 



(Outro) 

  C# 
He said: 

     Bb 
"It's alright" 

    C 
And "It's all over now" 

   Am          Dm 
And boarded the plane 

    Bb 
His belt unfastened 

    C                    Am      Dm 
The boy was known to show unusual daring 

              Bb 
And, called a "boy" 

    C                     Am      Dm 
This alderman, confounding Tammany Hall 

  Bb           C                     Am               Dm 
In whose employ King Tamanend himself preceeded Johnâ??s fall 

        Bb 
So we all raise a standard 

  C                         Am       Dm  
To which the wise and honest soul may repair 

        Bb   
To which a hunter 

              C              Am       Dm  
A hundred years from now, may look and despair 

   Bb 
And see with wonder 

   C                        Am          Dm 
The tributes we have left to rust in the parks 

           Bb 
Swearing that our hair stood on end 

      C           Am        Dm 
To see John Purroy Mitchel depart 

               Bb   C          Am         Dm 
For the Western front where our work might count 

Bb     C Am Dm 
O mercy! O God! 

  Bb                C        Am         Dm 
Go out, await the hunter to decipher the stone 

Bb              C        Am  Dm Bb C Am Dm Bb C Am Dm 
And what lies under the city is gone 



 Bb       C Am   Dm 
Look and despair 

 Bb       C Am   Dm 
Look and despair 


Bb C Am Dm (Fade out)