| Am | G | Am | |
| Buenos T | ardes, A | migo |
| Am | G | Am | |
| Hola, my | good fr | iend |
| Am | G | Dm | |
| Cinco de | Mayo's | on Tuesday |
| Am | Em | Am | |
| And I'd | hope we' | d see each other again |
| This pattern remains constant throughout the song. |
| Verse 2 |
| You killed my brother last winter |
| You shot him three times in the back |
| In the night, I still hear mama weeping |
| oh mama still dresses in black |
| Verse 3 |
| I looked at every fiesta |
| For you I wanted to greet |
| Maybe I'd sell you a chicken |
| With poison interlaced in the meat |
| Verse 4 |
| You you look like my brother |
| Mama loved him the best |
| He was head honcho with the ladies |
| Mama always said he was blessed |
| Verse 5 |
| The village all gathered around him |
| They couldn't believe what they saw |
| I said it was you that had killed him |
| And that I'd find you and upstand the law |
| Verse 6 |
| People of the village believed me |
| Mama she wanted revenge |
| I told her that I would see that she was honored |
| That I'd find you and put you to death |
| Guitar Solo |
G----17----16----14----16----14----12----16----14----15^----
| Then.... |
B----19----18----16----18----16----14----18----16----17^----
| And so on... |
| Verse 7 |
| Now now that I've found you |
| On this such a joyous day |
| I tell you it was me that had killed him |
| But the truth shall never be known |
| Repeat Verse 1 |
| (Explosion) |