There~s a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck
There~s an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck
There~s a marching band still playing in their vacant lot
Where she held me in her arms one time and said -forget what we got-
Senor,
Senor,
I can see the painted wagon
Smell the tail of a dragon
Can~t stand the suspense anymore
Can you tell me who to contact here, Senor?
Instrumental: all of the verse chords with the cool mandolin
Well the last thing I remember before they stripped and kneeled
Was a train load of fools born down in a Maganatic(?) field
The gypsy, where he broke a pike and a flashing ring
He say, -Son this ain~t a dream no more, it~s the real thing-
Senor,
Senor,
You know their hearts here are hard as leather
Well give me a minute, let me get it together
Just gotta pick myself up off the floor
I~m ready when you are, Senor?
Another Instrumental like the First Instrumental
Senor,
Senor,
Let~s overturn these tables
Disconnect these cables
This place don~t make sense to me no more
Can you tell me what we~re waiting for, Senor?
The song fades out and ends on the verse chords and that is about it. The Am* chords are played by striking the Am chord, then you release all your fingers so that you strike all open strings (except for the low E and A strings), then you strike back on the Am chord. It may not be accurate but that is how I make sense out of that part of the song).
Feel free to email me and we can discuss why Bob Dylan rushes his lyrics while playing in concert, making his songs lose all of their bite. (Or maybe it's just me). Oh yeah, I must not disrespect the Spanish language by not nothing that there is a tilda over the "n" in Senor. That is all.
