Mexicali Blues

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[Verse 1]
A                                 
Layin' back in an old saloon with 
  C    B     Em
a peso in my hand
A                                  
Watchin' flies and children on the 
D
street
      A                            
And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed
           C      B      Em
 girls who giggle when I smile
          A                      
There's a little boy who wants to 
          D
shine my feet
         G                   
And it's three days ride from 
 B                 Em
Bakersfield and I don't know why I 
came
  A                                
I guess I came to keep from payin' 
D
dues
    G                  B          
But instead I've got a bottle and 
  Em
a girl at just fourteen
      A
And a damn good case of the Mexicali
 Blues, yeah

[Chorus]
D
Is there anything a man don't stand 
to lose
                        A
When the devil wants to take it all 
away?

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Cherish well your thoughts, keep a 
tight grip on your booze
                               G*  
'Cuz thinkin' and drinkin' are all 
         A
I have today.

[Verse 2]
A                                  
She said her name was Billie Jean; 
C       B        Em
she was fresh in town
  A                                
I didn't know a stage line ran from
 D
 hell
        A                          
She had raven hair, a ruffled 
    C        B       Em
dress, a necklace made of gold
A                                 
All the french perfume you'd care 
   D
to smell
    G            B               
She took me up into her room and 
Em
whispered in my ear
   A                           
Go on my friend do anything you 
 D
choose.
        G                B        
Now I'm paying for those happy 
     Em
hours I spent there in her arms
       A                           
With a lifetime case of the 
         D
Mexicali Blues, yeah.

[Chorus]
D
Is there anything a man don't stand 
to lose
                        A
When the devil wants to take it all 
away?

Cherish well your thoughts, keep a 
tight grip on your booze
                               G*  
'Cuz thinkin' and drinkin' are all 
         A
I have today.

[Verse 3]
A                             
Then a man rode into town; some 
  C          B       Em
thought he was the law
A                               D
Billie Jean was waiting when he came
    A                              
She told me he would take her if I 
C      B      Em
didn't use my gun
    A                             
And I'd have no one but myself to 
D
blame
  G                  B            
I went down to those dusty 
  Em
streets; blood was on my mind
  A                                
I guess that stranger hadn't heard 
    D
the news.
     G                B           
"Cuz I shot first and killed him. 
         Em
 Lord he didn't even draw.
       A                           
And he made me trade the gallows 
                     D
for the Mexicali Blues.

[Chorus]
D
Is there anything a man don't stand 
to lose
                     A
When he lets a woman hold him in her
 hand?

You just might find yourself out 
there on horseback in the dark
                         G*        
Just ridin' and runnin' across 
         A
those desert sands.