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In Old Mexico  Tom Lehrer

by Tom Lehrer
When it's [D]fiesta time in [Fdim]Guada-la[A7]jara,
Then I long to be back once again
A8+5 D
In old Mexi-co.
Where we lived for to[F#m]day,
Never [Am/C]giving a [B7]thought to [Em]tomara.
To the strumming of gui-[D]tars,
In a hundred grubby [A7]bars
I would whisper "te a[D]mo."
[D7]The mari-[G]achis would sere-[D]nade,
And they [A7]would not shut up till they were [D]paid.
[D7]We [G]ate, we drank, and we were [D]merry,
And we got [A7]typhoid and dysen-[D]tery.
[E7]But [Am]best of all, we went to the plaza de [G]toros.
Now whenever I start feeling [F]morose,
I revive by recalling that [E7]scene.[F]
[E7]And [Am]names like belmonte, dominguin, and mano-[G]lete,
If I live to a hundred and [F]eighty,
I shall never forget what they [E]mean.
[A] [GM] [A]  
[D](for the[Eb]re is s[D]urely [Eb]nothing more beautiful in this
World than the sight of a lone man facing singlehandedly
A half a ton of angry pot roast!)
[D]Out came the [Eb]matador,
Who [D]must have been [Eb]potted or
[D]Slightly in-[Eb]sane, but who looked rather [D]bored[Eb/A].[D] [Eb/A] [D] [Eb/A] [D]
Then the picadors of [Eb]course,
Each [D]one on his [Eb]horse,
I [D]shouted "o[Eb]le!" ev'ry time one was g[D]ored[Eb/A].[D] [Eb/A] [D] [Eb/A]
I [G]cheered at the bandil-[D]leros' display,
As they [A7]stuck the bull in their [D]own clever way,
For [G]I hadn't had so much [D]fun since[F#m7] the d[B7]ay
My [Em]brother's dog [A7]rover
Got run [D]over.[Eb]
[D](rov[Eb]er wa[D]s ki[Eb]lled [D]by a pontiac. and it was done with
Such grace and artistry that the witnesses awarded the
Driver both ears and the tail - but I digress.)
The [D]moment had [Eb]come,
I s[D]wallowed my [Eb]gum,
We [D]knew there'd be [Eb]blood on the sand pretty [D]soo[Eb]n.[D] [Eb] [D] [Eb] [D]
The [D]crowd held it's [Eb]breath,
[D]Hoping that [Eb]death
Would [D]brighten an [Eb]otherwise dull after-[D]noo[Eb]n.[D] [Eb] [D] [Eb] [D]
[D7]At last, the [G]matador did what we [D]wanted him to.
He [A7]raised his sword and his [D]aim was true.
[D7]In that [G]moment of truth I [D]suddenly [B7]knew
That [Em]someone had [A7]stolen my [D]wallet[Eb].[D] [A7]
[A7]Now it's [D]fiesta time in ak-[Fdim]ron, o[A7]hio,
But it's back to old Guadalajara I'm lon[A9+5]ging to [D]go.
Far away from the [F#m]strikes of the [Am/C]A.F. of[B7] L. and C.[Em]I.O.
How I wish I could [D]get back
To the land of the [A7]wetback,
And forget the Alam[C7-5]o,[B7]
[Em]In o[A7]ld Mexi-[D]co. [Eb] [D]

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