Senor

Am Em F C
senor , senor , can you tell me where we’re headin ?

G/B Am
lincoln county road or armageddon ?

G F F/E
seems like i been down this way before

Dm Am
is there any truth in that , senor ?

Am Em F C
senor , senor , do you know where she is hidin’ ?

G/B Am
how long are we gonna be riding ?

G F F/E
how long must i keep my eyes glued to the door ?

Dm Am
will there be any comfort there senor ?

C Em
there’s a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck

F Am
there’s an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck

C Em
there’s a marcing band still playing in that vacant lot

F Am
where’s she held me in her arms one time and said , forget me not .

etc .

senor , senor , i can see that painted wagon
smell the tail of the dragon
can’t stand the suspense anymore
can you tell me who to contact here , senor ?

well , the last thing i remember before i stripped and kneeled
was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field
a gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring
he said , son , this ain’t a dream no more it’s the real thing .

senor , senor , you know their hearts is as hard as leather
well , give me a minute , let me get it together
i just gotta pick myself up off the floor
i’m ready when you are , senor .

senor , senor , let’s overturn these cables
disconnect these tables
this place don’t make sense to me no more
can you tell me what we’re waiting for , senor ?