Исполнитель: | Christy Moore (English) |
Пользователь: | malcolmgeorgewalker |
Длительность: | 130 секунд |
Начальная пауза: | 12 секунд |
Названия аккордов: | Не установлено |
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The last two verses I wrote and added to this song. Malcolm Walker |
Am A girl cries in the early G morning
Em Woke by the sound of a Am gun
Am She knows somewhere G somebody’s dying
Em Beneath the rising F sun
C Outside the window of her G cabana
Am the shadows are full of her Em fears
C She knows her lover is G out there somewhere
He's Am been on the run for a Em year
CHORUS
F Oh, the G soul - of El Salva Am dor
F Oh, the G soul - of El Salva Am dor
Am Bells ring out on the G chapel steeple
A Em priest prepares to say Am mass
Am The sad congregation come G tired and hungry
Em To pray that the troubles will F pass
C Meanwhile the sun rises G over the dusty streets
Am Where his body is Em found
C Flies and mosquitoes are G drinking from pools of blood
Am Where the crowd gathers Em round.
CHORUS
F Oh, the G soul - of El Salva Am dor
F Oh, the G soul - of El Salva Am dor
Am Out on the ranch the G rich man’s preparing
Em To go for his morning Am ride
Am They’ve saddled his horse out G in the corral
Em He walks out full of F pride
C He looks like a cowboy from G one of those movies
Am A president made in the Em past
C Peasants in rags, they stand G back for they know
Am That Enrico gallops Em fast
CHORUS
F Over the G soul - of El Salva Am dor
F Oh, the G soul - of El Salva Am dor
Am She runs to the street where the G young man is lying
Em As Enrico reigns in his Am horse
Am Looks in his eyes for a G sign of compassion
Em The rich man shows no F remorse
C She pulls the pistol from G out of her lover’s hands
Am Points it at Enrico’s Em head
C Soldiers with rifles fire down at her point G blank
Am She falls to her Em lover‘s side – dead
CHORUS
F Dead as the G soul - of El Salva Am dor
F Oh, the G soul - of El Salva Am dor
Am Bells ring out on the G chapel steeple
Em Peasants file in dressed in Am black
Am To pray for the souls of the G two young lovers
Em Though they know it will not bring them F back
C To pray for the souls of their G beloved El Salvador
Am A country of trouble and Em fear
C A country that’s run by the G gun and corruption
Am Today as it has been for Em years
CHORUS
F Oh, the G soul - of El Salva Am dor
F Pity, the G soul - of El Salva Am dor