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 ---