Los Pescadores

       Dm                      
    My feet, they are naked, my 
  C           A
hands on my hips,
       Dm                     C   
    my eyes to the ocean and open 
    A
my lips.
    Dm    F      C      Bb      
    Eeeee-aaaaa ooooh        los
       A
 pescadores.

         Dm                      
    They come with a crash on the 
   C         A
crest of a roar,
                Dm                 
    and they're out of their boats 
            C           A
and they're on to the shore.
    Dm    F      C      Bb      
    Eeeee-aaaaa ooooh        los
       A
 pescadores.

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              Dm                 
    And they wrench with the rain 
             C             A
and they strain with the rope,
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    they dig I the sand and they 
  C            A
bend to the smoke.
    Dm    F      C      Bb      
    Eeeee-aaaaa ooooh        los
       A
 pescadores.

             Dm                  
    And the weight of the men and 
      C            A
the sound of the sea,
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    the hardness of them and the 
  C          A
softness of me.
    Dm    F      C      Bb      
    Eeeee-aaaaa ooooh        los
       A
 pescadores.

             Dm            
    And I'll stand with the 
             C          A
fishermen, silent and gay,
         Dm                     
    I'll eat of the sun and I'll 
   C             A
drink of the spray.
    Dm    F      C      Bb      
    Eeeee-aaaaa ooooh        los
       A
 pescadores.
    Dm    F      C      Bb      
    Eeeee-aaaaa ooooh        los
       A
 pescadores.