Tom: Am
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?
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?
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-
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
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-
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
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?
