Standard (EADGBE)

Se- nor, se- nor, can you tell me where we're headin'

Lincoln County Road or Arma- geddon

Seems like I been down this way be- fore

Is there any truth in that, se- nor

Se- nor, se- nor, do you know where she's hidin'

How long are we gonna be ridin'

How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door

Will there be any comfort there, se- nor

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There's a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck

And there's an iron cross still hanging from a- round her neck

There's a marching band still playing in that vacant lot

Where's she held me in her arms one time and said, "Forget me not

Se- nor, se- nor, I can see that painted wagon

Smell the tail of the dragon

I can't stand the suspense here any- more

Can you tell me who to contact here, se- nor

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Well, the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled

Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field

And a gypsy with a broken flag and flashing ring

Said " Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing"

Se- nor, se- nor, you know their hearts are hard as leather

Give me a minute, let me get it to- gather

I gotta pick myself up off the floor

I'm ready when you are, se- nor

Se- nor, se- nor, let's overturn these tables

And disconnect these cables

This place don't make sense to me no more

Can you tell me what we're waiting for, se- nor ---