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 ?