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


[Chorus]
    
    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


[Chorus]

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 John’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