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IntroA Gm ADm A Gm Dm VerseDm Am Bb The gold ran dry in '54 so with aA broken handGm Dm He packed his bags and headedF E south across the Rio GrandeDm Am The town was mean and brutal for aBb A gringo filled with strifeGm Dm He was about to end it all whenF Dm some thing changed his lifeDm Am A bullfight in the street went badBb A the beast made to escapeGm Dm And in a feat of danger with hisF A jacket as a capeDm Am He stared into the eyes of deathBb A and bought it to his kneesGm Dm A cry went up from in the crowd atF Dm last he felt appeased BridgeA Then all the people were screamingDm Having the time of their lives Some said they thought they wereC dreamingF But he was right there before their eyesA He had the crowd they cheeringDm right in the palms of his handsC With one or two of them leeringF Gm A At what they never could comprehend ChorusDm A Dm Matador heart of the braveContinúa después del anuncioF Gm E A Dm Suit of life never to saveDm A Dm Matador in for the killF Gm E A Dm Statuesque he's standing stillDm Am El Toro charged he danced with deathBb A And every place he's goGm Dm The reputation lead the wayF E through all of MexicoDm Am The Greatest of the Greats they saidBb A One never to be missedGm Dm But all good things come to an endF Dm And so it was with hisDm Am Bb A moments hesitation and he feltA the gore go deepGm Dm His life flashed in slow motion asF E the crowd begin to weepDm Am The country was in mourning asBb A they buried him that dayGm Dm But memories live for ever likeF Dm the ghost of him they sayA The people said he's The GreatestDm Look at his flair and his styleC No one can stand in his foot stepsF Or follow him by a mileA The crowd was in such a frenzyDm He had the air of a saintC Control was part of the feverF Gm A Together with such restraintDm A Dm Matador graced by The LordF Gm E A Dm Cheating death plunging the swordDm A Dm Matador here to annulF Gm E A Dm With respect praise for the bullA There was a sense of dramaticDm That in the blink of an eyeC It could turn into traumaticF Would he be alive or dieA He was the man of the hourDm And master of his domainC He was bestowed and empoweredF He had the key to each city heGm A reignedDm A Dm Matador heart of the braveF Gm E A Dm Suit of life never to saveDm A Dm Matador in for the killF Gm E A Dm Statuesque he's standing still