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This is the yarn he told me	A
As we sat in Casey's Bar	B
That Rooshun mug who scammed from the jug	C
In the Land of the Crimson Star	B
That Soviet guy with the single eye	D
And the face like a flaming scar	B
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Where Lenin lies the red flag flies and the rat grey workers wait	E
To tread the gloom of Lenin's Tomb where the Comrade lies in state	E
With lagging pace they scan his face so weary yet so firm	F
For years a score they've laboured sore to save him from the worm	F
The Kremlin walls are grimly grey but Lenin's Tomb is red	G
And pilgrims from the Sour Lands say He sleeps and is not dead	G
Before their eyes in peace he lies a symbol and a sign	H
And as they pass that dome of glass they see a God Divine	H
So Doctors plug him full of dope for if he drops to dust	I
So will collapse their faith and hope the whole combine will bust	I
But say Tovarich hark to me a secret I'll disclose	J
For I did see what none did see I know what no one knows	J
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I was a Cheko terrorist Oh I served the Soviets well	K
Till they put me down on the bone yard list for the fear that I might tell	K
That I might tell the thing I saw and that only I did see	A
They held me in quod with a firing squad to make a corpse of me	A
But I got away and here today I'm telling my tale to you	L
Though it may sound weird by Lenin's beard so help me God it's true	L
I slouched across that great Red Square and watched the waiting line	H
The mongrel sons of Marx were there convened to Lenin's shrine	H
Ten thousand men of Muscovy Mongol and Turkoman	H
Black bonnets of the Aral Sea and Tatars of Kazan	H
Kalmuck and Bashkir Lett and Finn Georgian Jew and Lapp	M
Kirghiz and Kazakh crowding in to gaze at Lenin's map	M
Aye though a score of years had run I saw them pause and pray	N
As mourners at the Tomb of one who died but yesterday	N
I watched them in a bleary daze of bitterness and pain	H
For oh I missed the cheery blaze of vodka in my brain	H
I stared my eyes were hypnotized by that saturnine host	O
When with a start that shook my heart I saw I saw a ghost	O
As in fogg d glass I saw him pass and peer at me and grin	H
A man I knew a man I slew Prince Boris Mazarin	H
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Now do not think because I drink I love the flowing bowl	P
But liquor kills remorse and stills the anguish of the soul	P
And there's so much I would forget stark horrors I have seen	H
Faces and forms that haunt me yet like shadows on a screen	H
And of these sights that mar my nights the ghastliest by far	B
Is the death of Boris Mazarin that soldier of the Czar	B
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A mighty nobleman was he we took him by surprise	Q
His mother son and daughters three we slew before his eyes	Q
We tortured him with jibes and threats then mad for glut of gore	R
Upon our reeking bayonets we nailed him to the door	R
But he defied us to the last crying O carrion crew	L
I'd die with joy could I destroy a hundred dogs like you	L
I thrust my sword into his throat the blade was gay with blood	S
We flung him to his castle moat and stamped him in its mud	S
That mighty Cossack of the Don was dead with all his race	T
And now I saw him coming on dire vengeance in his face	T
Or was it some fantastic dream of my besotted brain	H
He looked at me with eyes a gleam the man whom I had slain	H
He looked and bade me follow him I could not help but go	U
I joined the throng that passed along so sorrowful and slow	U
I followed with a sense of doom that shadow gaunt and grim	V
Into the bowels of the Tomb I followed followed him	V
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The light within was weird and dim and icy cold the air	W
My brow was wet with bitter sweat I stumbled on the stair	W
I tried to cry my throat was dry I sought to grip his arm	X
For well I knew this man I slew was there to do us harm	X
Lo he was walking by my side his fingers clutched my own	H
This man I knew so well had died his hand was naked bone	H
His face was like a skull his eyes were caverns of decay	N
And so we came to the crystal frame where lonely Lenin lay	N
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Without a sound we shuffled round gt I sought to make a sign	H
But like a vice his hand of ice was biting into mine	H
With leaden pace around the place where Lenin lies at rest	Y
We slouched I saw his bony claw go fumbling to his breast	Y
With ghastly grin he groped within and tore his robe apart	Z
And from the hollow of his ribs he drew his blackened heart	Z
Ah no Oh God A bomb a BOMB And as I shrieked with dread	G
With fiendish cry he raised it high and swung at Lenin's head	G
Oh I was blinded by the flash and deafened by the roar	R
And in a mess of bloody mash I wallowed on the floor	R
Then Alps of darkness on me fell and when I saw again	H
The leprous light 'twas in a cell and I was racked with pain	H
And ring d around by shapes of gloom who hoped that I would die	D
For of the crowd that crammed the Tomb the sole to live was I	D
They told me I had dreamed a dream that must not be revealed	A2
But by their eyes of evil gleam I knew my doom was sealed	A2
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I need not tell how from my cell in Lubianka gaol	N
I broke away but listen here's the point of all my tale	N
Outside the Gay Pay Oo none knew of that grim scene of gore	R
They closed the Tomb and then they threw it open as before	R
And there was Lenin stiff and still a symbol and a sign	H
And rancid races come to thrill and wonder at his Shrine	H
And hold the thought if Lenin rot the Soviets will decay	N
And there he sleeps and calm he keeps his watch and ward for aye	D
Yet if you pass that frame of glass peer closely at his phiz	T
So stern and firm it mocks the worm it looks like wax and is	T
They tell you he's a mummy don't you make that bright mistake	B2
I tell you he's a dummy aye a fiction and a fake	B2
This eye beheld the bloody bomb that bashed him on the bean	H
I heard the crash I saw the flash yet there he lies serene	H
And by the roar that rocked the Tomb I ask how could that be	A
But if you doubt that deed of doom just go yourself and see	A
You think I'm mad or drunk or both Well I don't care a damn	H
I tell you this their Lenin is a waxen show case SHAM	H
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Such was the yarn he handed me	A
Down there in Casey's Bar	B
That Rooshun bug with the scrambled mug	C
From the land of the Commissar	B
It may be true I leave it you	L
To figger out how far	B

Robert William Service

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