Grateful Dead - Mexicali Blues, аккорды песни для гитары

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C
    
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Em
Layin' back in an old saloon with a peso in my hand 
 
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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 
           
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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. 
 
 
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B
        
Em
She said her name was Billie Jean; she was fresh in town 
   
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I didn't know a stage line ran from hell 
         
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B
       
Em
She had raven hair, a ruffled dress, a necklace made of gold 
 
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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 
    
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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 
   
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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.

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.