Tom Lehrer

Tom Lehrer

In Old Mexico
Composição de (Tom Lehrer)
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When it's fiesta time in Guada-lajara, 

Then I long to be back once again 
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In old Mexi-co. 
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Where we lived for today, 
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Never giving a thought to tomara. 
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To the strumming of gui-tars, 
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In a hundred grubby bars 
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I would whisper "te amo." 

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The mari-achis would sere-nade, 
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And they would not shut up till they were paid. 
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We ate, we drank, and we were merry, 
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And we got typhoid and dysen-tery. 

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But best of all, we went to the plaza de toros. 
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Now whenever I start feeling morose, 
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I revive by recalling that scene. 
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And names like belmonte, dominguin, and mano-lete, 
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If I live to a hundred and eighty, 
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I shall never forget what they mean. 

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ALTERNATE CHORDS BACK AND FORTH FOR THIS SPOKE PART 
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(for there is surely nothing more beautiful in this 

World than the sight of a lone man facing singlehandedly 

A half a ton of angry pot roast!) 

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Out came the matador, 
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Who must have been potted or 
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Slightly in-sane, but who looked rather bored. 
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Then the picadors of course, 
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Each one on his horse, 
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I shouted "ole!" ev'ry time one was gored. 

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I cheered at the bandil-leros' display, 
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As they stuck the bull in their own clever way, 
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For I hadn't had so much fun since the day 
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My brother's dog rover 
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Got run over. 

ALTERNATE CHORDS ON THIS SPOKEN PART 
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(rover was killed by a pontiac. and it was done with 

Such grace and artistry that the witnesses awarded the 

Driver both ears and the tail - but I digress.) 

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The moment had come, 
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I swallowed my gum, 
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We knew there'd be blood on the sand pretty soon. 
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The crowd held it's breath, 
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Hoping that death 
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Would brighten an otherwise dull after-noon. 

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At last, the matador did what we wanted him to. 
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He raised his sword and his aim was true. 
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In that moment of truth I suddenly knew 
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That someone had stolen my wallet. 

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Now it's fiesta time in ak-ron, ohio, 
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But it's back to old Guadalajara I'm longing to go. 
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Far away from the strikes of the A.F. of L. and C.I.O. 
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How I wish I could get back 
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To the land of the wetback, 
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And forget the Alamo, 
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In old Mexi-co.       

SHOUT - Ole!

Enviado por: Alef Federico

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