Grateful Dead - Mexicali Blues - аккорды

[ Предположительная тональность: D ]

 A                                   C    B     Em
Layin' back in an old saloon with a peso in my hand
 A                                  D
Watchin' flies and children on the street
       A                                       C      B      Em
And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when I smile
           A                                D
There's a little boy who wants to shine my feet

          G                    B                 Em
And it's three days ride from Bakersfield and I don't know
why I came
   A                                D
I guess I came to keep from payin' dues
     G                  B            Em
But instead I've got a bottle and a girl who's just fourteen
       A
And a damn good case of the Mexicali Blues, yeah

 D
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
                         A
When the devil wants to take it all away?

Cherish well your thoughts, keep a tight grip on your booze
                                G (open)      A
'Cuz thinkin' and drinkin' are all I have today.

 A                                  C       B        Em
She said her name was Billie Jean; she was fresh in town
   A                                 D
I didn't know a stage line ran from hell
         A                              C        B       Em
She had raven hair, a ruffled dress, a necklace made of gold
 A                                    D
All the french perfume you'd care to smell

     G            B               Em
She took me up into her room and whispered in my ear
    A                            D
Go on my friend do anything you choose.
         G                B             Em
Now I'm paying for those happy hours I spent there in her arms
        A                                    D
With a lifetime case of the Mexicali Blues, yeah.

 D
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
                         A
When the devil wants to take it all away?

Cherish well your thoughts, keep a tight grip on your booze
                                G (open)      A
'Cuz thinkin' and drinkin' are all I have today.

 A                               G          B       Em
Then a man rode into town; some thought he was the law
 A                               D
Billie Jean was waiting when he came
     A                              G      B      Em
She told me he would take her if I didn't use my gun
     A                             D
And I'd have no one but myself to blame

   G                  B              Em
I went down to those dusty streets; blood was on my mind
   A                                    D
I guess that stranger hadn't heard the news.
      G                B                    Em
"Cuz I shot first and killed him.  Lord he didn't even draw.
        A                                                D
And he made me trade the gallows for the Mexicali Blues.

 D
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
                      A
When he lets a woman hold him in her hand?

You just might find yourself out there on horseback in the dark
                          G (open)            A
Just ridin' and runnin' across those desert sands.