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 ---