################################################################ # The following is the author's own interpretation of the song # # to be used for studying or private use only. Downloaded from # # www.TabGuitarLessons.com. FREE GUITAR SOFTWARE + LOTS MORE! # # Home of the 60 minute fretboard memory technique. You'll # # memorise ALL the notes and positions on the fretboard in 60 # # minutes or less. visit www.TabGuitarLessons.com today. # ################################################################ From: Plowboy1065@aol.com Date: Wed, 20 Nov 2002 23:28:34 EST Subject: Gringo Honeymoon by Robert Earl Keen Intro: G D G DÊÊÊ D EmÊÊ We were standing on a mountain top G D Where the cactus flowers grow D EmÊÊÊÊÊÊÊÊÊÊ I was wishing that the world would stop G D When you said we'd better go D Em We took a rowboat across the Rio Grande G D Captain Pablo was our guide D Em For two dollars and a weathered hand G DÊÊÊ He rowed us to the other side A And we were dreamin like Bm the end was not in site G DÊ And we dreamed all afternoon A We asked the world to wait Bm G(strum slowly) So we could celebrate G DGD A gringo honeymoon We stepped out on to the golden sand The sun was high and burning down Rented donkeys from and old blind man Saddled up and rode to town Tied the donkeys to an iron wood tree On the street where children played We went in the first place we could see Servin cold beer in the shade And we were drinkin like The end was not in site And we drank all afternoon We asked the world to wait So we could celebrate A gringo honeymoon Met a cowboy who said that he Was running from the DEA He left his home and wife and family When he made his getaway We followed him on down a street of dust To his on room run down shack He blew a smoke ring and he smiled at us I ain't never goin back And we were flyin like The end was not in site And we soared that afternoon We asked the world to wait So we could celebrate A gringo honeymoon He said there is one last place that you should go He took us to the towns best bar He knew a rusty caballero Who played an old gut string guitar And he sang like Marty Robbins could Played like no one I have known For a while we knew that life was good And it was ours to take back home And we were singing like The end was not in site And we sang all afternoon We asked the world to wait So we could celebrate A gringo honeymoon We were standing on a mountain top Where the cactus flowers grow I was wishing that the world would stop When you said we'd better go