<h5>These are the chords for Ballad Of Marion Zioncheck by Left At London on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard</h5>
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[Verse 1: Left at London]
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
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[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]
Ab Ab Cm
 He married a woman he knew
for a week 'cause he couldn’t wait
Ab Ab Cm Db
 Took part in a riot while
 Eb
 still on his honeymoon
Ab Ab Cm
 They took him away in
 a jacket to the sanitarium
Ab Ab Cm Db
 Declared as insane,
 Eb
jumped the fence of the place,
&; soon
Dbm
Returning home,
 Ab
announced his re-election
Db Eb Eb
Then called the campaign off again
Ab
Almost as if becoming lesser like
 Bbm7 Eb
yourself had been an art
Ab
Marion, less subdued &; sober,
 Bbm7 Eb
saw the world observe him fall apart
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[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]
Ab
All of the quirks we used to
have are now a symptom of
Ab
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

But still, we try
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