Señor
[Verse 1]
Am
Senor,
Em
Senor,
F C
Can you tell me where we heading?
Am
Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
G F
Seems like I been down this way before
Dm Am
Is there any truth in that, Senor?
[Verse 2]
Am
Senor,
Em
Senor,
F C
Do you know where she~s hiding?
Am
How long are we gonna be riding?
G F
How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door?
Dm Am
Will there be any comfort here, Senor?
[Verse 3]
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 marching band still playing in their vacant lot
F Am*
Where she held me in her arms one time and said -forget what we got-
[Verse 4]
Am
Senor,
Em
Senor,
F C
I can see the painted wagon
Am
Smell the tail of a dragon
G F
Can~t stand the suspense anymore
Dm Am
Can you tell me who to contact here, Senor?
[Instrumental] all of the verse chords with the cool mandolin
Am Em F C Am G F Dm Am
[Verse 5]
C Em
Well the last thing I remember before they stripped and kneeled
F Am*
Was a train load of fools born down in a Maganatic(?) field
C Em
The gypsy, where he broke a pike and a flashing ring
F Am*
He say, -Son this ain~t a dream no more, it~s the real thing-
[Verse 6]
Am
Senor,
Em
Senor,
F C
You know their hearts here are hard as leather
Am
Well give me a minute, let me get it together
G F
Just gotta pick myself up off the floor
Dm Am
I~m ready when you are, Senor?
Another Instrumental like the First Instrumental
[Verse 7]
Am
Senor,
Em
Senor,
F C
Let~s overturn these tables
Am
Disconnect these cables
G F
This place don~t make sense to me no more
Dm Am
Can you tell me what we~re waiting for, Senor?
Señor,Señor
Potser saps on anem tan sols
De la Gran Via a la fi del món
Crec que ja he passat per aquest revolt.
Hi ha res de cert en això, Señor?
Señor,Señor
Saps on ella s'amaga
Quan temps haurem de buscar-la
Quan més temps,els ulls clavats a la porta
Hi ha res de bo en tot això, Señor?
Hi ha un vent malparit
bufant per sobre la coberta
Hi ha una creu de ferro
que penja encara del seu coll
Hi ha un passa-carrers tocant
encara en aquest descampat
On ella em va tenir als seus braços
i em va prohibir l'oblit
Señor, Señor
Puc veure el remolc pintat
Puc olorar la cua del drac
No puc aguantar aquest suspens tot sol
Però,em pots dir algú amb qui contactar, Señor?
La darrera cosa que recordo
Abans d'estar nu i vençut
Va ser aquest tren encallat
Ple de tontos en un camp magnètic
Un gitano amb una bandera trencada
i un anell lluent
Diu "fill meu,no hi ha més somnis,
Això es el que tens"
Señor, Señor
Saps que els seus
cors són durs com la pedra
Dóna'm un minut, per fer-me entendre
Per recollir-me a mi mateix de la foscor
Estàs preparat com jo señor?
Señor,Señor
Posem-ho tot potes enlaire
Desconnecta aquests cables
Ja no té sentit per mi aquest lloc
Digues què esperem aquí tots, Señor. Señor