Polish Daughter

Em Am

Em                         Am        Em
She was a sinner like all other guardians
Bm           Am             Em
For of her daughter she was proud
Em                         Am           Em
Went to the market on the third Sunday again
Bm             Am             Em
And there she vanished in the crowd
[Chorus] Fig 2
G                 D                      Em
Oh it wasn’t long ago you suckled to her breast
                       D                          G
And how your eyes exploded as you took your first breath
G                   D                               Em
Now the lading days return and the want beckons the yearn
                  D                            C
To rise above the nest and to lay your head to rest
                    G     D
Forlorn but for the best
[Interlude] Em Am

Immigrants come and emigrants go
Tell me why is it like that?
Emigrant at heart and an immigrant in mind
Ones’ emaciation an others’ fat

G                 D                      Em
Oh it wasn’t long ago you suckled to her breast
                       D                          G
And how your eyes exploded as you took your first breath
G                   D                               Em
Now the lading days return and the want beckons the yearn
                  D                            C
To rise above the nest and to lay your head to rest
                    G     D
Forlorn but for the best

Em                Bm                            C
Crying emigrant at heart and an immigrant in mind
                          D                                   Em
Touching all the trees to see if there was one with bark like mine
              Bm                            C
In denial we worried that this was never meant
                    D                                  G
And on trial in the wake of all the prayers we never sent

G                 D                      Em
Oh it wasn’t long ago you suckled to her breast
                       D                          G
And how your eyes exploded as you took your first breath
G                   D                               Em
Now the lading days return and the want beckons the yearn
                  D                            C
To rise above the nest and to lay your head to rest
                    G     D
Forlorn but for the best

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