Grateful Dead - Mexicali Blues, аккорды

 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.