Show Of Hands - Senor, аккорды

Am
                
Em
  
Senor,                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
                
Em
  
Senor,                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
                
Em
  
Senor,                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?           
         
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
                
Em
  
Senor,                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?         
 
Am
                
Em
  
Senor,                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?