D A Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun G D Dust on my face and my cape, A Me and Magdalena on the run G D I think this time we shall escape. D A Sold my guitar to the baker's son G D For a few crumbs and a place to hide, A But I can get another one G D And I'll play for Magdalena as we ride. A No llores, mi querida Dios nos vigila G D Soon the horse will take us to Durango. A Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone G D Soon you will be dancing the fandango. D A Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people G D Hoofbeats like castanets on stone A At night I dream of bells in the village steeple G D Then I see the bloody face of Ramon D A Was it me that shot him down in the cantina G D Was it my hand that held the gun A Come, let us fly, my Magdalena G D The dogs are barking and what's done is done A No llores, mi querida Dios nos vigila G D Soon the horse will take us to Durango. A Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone G D Soon you will be dancing the fandango. D A At the corrida we'll sit in the shade G D And watch the young torero stand alone A We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed G D When they rode with Villa into Torreon D A Then the padre will recite the prayers of old G D In the little church this side of town A I will wear new boots and an earring of gold G D You'll shine with diamonds in your wedding gown D A The way is long but the end is near G D Already the fiesta has begun A The face of God will appear G D With His serpent eyes of obsidian A No llores, mi querida Dios nos vigila G D Soon the horse will take us to Durango. A Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone G D Soon you will be dancing the fandango. D A Was that the thunder that I heard G D My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain A Come sit by me, don't say a word G D Oh, can it be that I am slain D A Quick, Magdalena, take my gun G D Look up in the hills, that flash of light A Aim well my little one G D We may not make it through the night A No llores, mi querida Dios nos vigila G D Soon the horse will take us to Durango. A Agarrame, mi vida Soon the desert will be gone G D Soon you will be dancing the fandango.
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