Los Compañeros

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[Verse 1]
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You see them in old Havana
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Playing cards, smoking cigars
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And they're polishing chromium 
fenders
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On their big old Yankee cars

[Verse 2]
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Manuel sits in La Casa de Rosa
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Drinking rum and watching the girls
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He whistles at the beautiful Maria
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And she smiles and tosses her 
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curls

[Verse 3]
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Now the bartender strums his guitar
And the rhythm plays out in the 
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street
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Maria moves with a passion
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As her body sways in the heat

[Verse 4]
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And the old guys, smiling with 
pleasure
For a moment they're young and 
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they're strong
And the young girls are giving them 
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flowers
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As they sing their victory song

[Chorus]
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Once we were bold compañeros
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Running guns from the Florida Keys
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On the beach at Santiago de Cuba
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We were fighting with Fidel and Ché

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 5]
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He talks of the great revolution
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In words of sadness and pride
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And the medals he wears are the 
scars that he bears
And he drinks for the friends who 
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died

[Verse 6]
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We were farmers, we were poets and 
we were hungry
All we wanted was our own piece of 
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land
We were fighting for our wives and 
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children
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And freedom for every man

[Chorus]
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Once we were bold compañeros
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Running guns from the Florida Keys
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On the beach at Santiago de Cuba
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We were fighting with Fidel and Ché

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 7]
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Now the Yankees come for the fishing
And their pockets are loaded with 
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green
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Ten dollars will buy you a woman
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Or a tank of gasoline

[Verse 8]
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And the young kids are leaving the 
island
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And the old guys have nothing to say
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Manuel is living on dreams of the 
past
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And tonight he'll drink it away

[Chorus]
C
Once we were bold compañeros
                              G
Running guns from the Florida Keys
       D7
On the beach at Santiago de Cuba
                                G
We were fighting with Fidel and Ché
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On the beach at Santiago de Cuba
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We were fighting with Fidel and Ché