Warm Spanish Wine

E   B   A       E   B   A


[Verse 1]

E                             B
Silver clouds laced cross the Juarez
 sky,
C#m                        A
the horizons the color of Liz 
Taylor’s eyes
E                       B        
On a slow moving train, yesterday
                  A
 rolls through my mind
E                             
I’ve been all afternoon in this 
  B
dirty cantina,
C#m                               
staring out at the world through a 
A
broken window
E                 B              
Washing down your memory with 
   A
warm Spanish wine


[Verse 2]

E                         B
Riding my thoughts back a dozen 
years or so
C#m                 A
To a mining town in east Ohio
E            B                    
where I laid eyes on you the first 
 A
time
E                                 
Your skin was pale as pearls, your
      B
 lips red as blood
C#m                        
Your laughter rang true like 
  A
laughter should
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E             B                  
And I was the fist man to lay by 
    A
your side
A         B                       
And to share with you warm Spanish 
A
wine


[Chorus]

A                                 
As I recall your eyes were the 
        E
color of a faded blue bandana
E              B                 
Your legs were longer than the 
             E                E7
tall tales your old man used to tell
A                                 
Your corn silk hair hung down your
         E
 neck in tangled braids of loose 
neglect
         B                       
And your passion, oh your passion 
          C#m
could melt Bethlehem steel
                    B              
You made me feel so fine, like warm
        A           E  B  A     
 Spanish wine
E  B  A



[Verse 3]

E                             B
But now my mind’s all tangled in 
regret
C#m                       A
as I flick the ashes from my 
cigarette
E                                  
I realize all that’s between me and
B                  A
 hell is this dirty floor
E                                  
Cuz I am older now than I have ever 
B
been,
C#m                        A
but younger than I’ll ever be again
E                               B
I’ll never have you again like I 
                 A
had you then but that’s fine
A               B                
I swear baby I’m fine, I got warm
        A
 Spanish wine


[Chorus]

A                                 
As I recall your eyes were the 
        E
color of a faded blue bandana
E              B                 
Your legs were longer than the 
             E               E7
tall tales your old man used to tell
A                                 
Your corn silk hair hung down your
        E
 neck in tangled braids of loose 
neglect
B                                 
And your passion, oh your passion 
          C#m
could melt cold steel
                   B               
You made me feel so fine, like warm
        A
 Spanish wine


[Otro]

E     B                      A
Oh my baby, like warm Spanish wine
E       B                       
Yeah my tender lover, I got warm 
A
Spanish wine
E    B           A           E  B  A
Yeah baby do you remember
E
Warm Spanish wine