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Jack Vs Jose  Roger Clyne

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[E]Well I stepped off the [A]Bus in Memphis
And [E]stumbled into the first sa[B7]loon I could find
I bellied-up to the rail and summoned my barkeep
I Ordered up a tequila, some salts and a lime
And she said "Son, you ain't from around here, is you?"
And I said politely, "No, no ma'am I ain't"
She said, "Sonny, let me give you a little bit of friendly Southern advice
we don't use that junk around here for nothing 'cept well maybe, thinning out paint"

And [B7]she s[C7]aid "[C#7]Son, Why don't you just take a look around and tell me what you [F#m]see?"
[B7]   [C7]   [C#7] Well I saw a lot of white-felt Stetson hats and gatorskin boots
A B7 Int riff
You know and every Southern man who had a lady on his arm was drinking whiskey.

So I said, "I do not wish [E]to be out of order ma'am. I am not a tramp or a bum.
The [A]dusty Mexican borderlands are [Am]where I have just come from.
And with [E]all due res[C#7]pect and [F#m]deference, te[B7]quila is my [E]preference."[A]   [E]   [B7]

Intro riff x2

So she said "Relax honey, you know I would never treat you wrong."
And then she poured me up 3 fingers of that old number 7
She said "Rest assured darlin' if we're drinkin' it down here in Dixie,
That's cause that's what they're pourin' up in heaven."
And I said "Ma'am, your hospitality is well intentioned
Yes I know you mean to treat me well. It's just that
Where I come from (born and raised in Arizona don't you know),
me and my friends be more likely to be found drinking what they serve down in hell."

And s[B7]he s[C7]aid "[C#7]Son, Why don't you just take a look around and tell me what you [F#m]see?"
[B7]   [C7]   [C#7] Well I saw a lot of furrowed brows under them white-felt Stetson hats
A B7 Int riff
And every Southern man who had a lady on his arm was looking kinda angry

So I said "I [E]do not wish to be out of order gents. I am not a tramp or a bum.
The [A]dusty Mexican borderlands are [Am]where I have just come from.
And with [E]all due res[C#7]pect and [F#m]deference, te[B7]quila is my [E]preference.[A]"  [E]   [B7]

Intro riff "OK, Scotty J take it away"
(Guitar Solo over: E A E B7 (X2) then E C#7 F#m B7 E A E B7)

So she said "Hey look you little poll-cat, you better knock that whiskey back
Before Southern folks get angry and we come and skin you to the bone
And I ain't exactly sure how that old saying goes, boy but I do know it underscores the fact.
That you best be drinking what the Romans drink when you're drinking down in Rome."
And I said "Ma'am, I can see that you just do not understand,
And I've been trying to get a proper drink out of this bar now the whole damn night.
So kindly set me up that tequila, honey, and let me get it into my blood
And I will take you and your whiskey-sipping, Southern boys up on that there fight.

And [B7]she s[C7]aid "[C#7]Son, why don't you just take yourself a look around,
And you tell me what you [F#m]see?"
[B7]    [C7]    [C#7]Well I saw a lot of grinding teeth, and I saw a lot of clinching fists out there
A B7 Int riff
And every Southern man who once was over there sitting at the bar was up and coming
me

So I said "[E]I do not wish to be out of order here, gentlemen

I am not a tramp, and I am not a bum.
The [A]dusty Mexican borderlands are [Am]where I have just come from and with
[E]All due res[C#7]pect and [F#m]deference,[B7]
Yeah with [E]all due res[C#7]pect and [F#m]deference,[B7]  mmmm
with [E]all due res[C#7]pect and [F#m]deference...

Gentlemen kindly do not throw me out ass backwards for hankerin'
for a less-civilized spirit. Why don't I just mosey on along
and find my te[B7]quila on my waaaaay, back....
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west.

Play intro x4 then E A E B7 x2 end on E:

Adios rogando y con o mas rodando. Katie bar the door,
pass the gunpowder, and praise the Lord, and as I make
haste yet slowly to mis amigos you may deem lowly and unholy,
I will tell them what I've learned. Though I've been gulagged
and I've been spurned, si a Roma fueres haz como vieres, or
when in Rome, do as the Romans do. But Memphis, why not try
something new and when the barbarians arrive here at your
gate, treat us not with fear and hate, for we come, not to
conquer, or be rude, but to raise a glass and say, "Salud."

B7 :X21202 C7 :X32303 C#7:X43404

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