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?