Cortez Sail

C           G
See how the rain
F              C
Falls from the sky
C        G
Drifting down
          F               C
From your high mountain's eye
               G7
But don't look surprised
             C
You're going home

[chorus 1]
            C
Yeah you're leaving L.A
Dm
On a cloudy day
Em          G
Pushing the crowd away
          F        G
You gonna get away today
       C               Dm
An you turn on your radio
                 Em
An' let the wind blow
          G
With your rock n roll
         F
Down the highway
        G
All the way

[Verse 2]
       C            G
Ah but see how, the lightning
      F              C
Makes cracks in your air
C           G
Tearing the clouds
     F           C
Then closing the tear
                G7
Yeah but you're not surprised

Anymore
             C
You're going home
   Am
To Mexico

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[Section 2]

Am                 C    D
Four hundred years ago
D       Am
Down in Mexico
Am          C             Am
The Spanish galleons drew near
        Am             C
And the Aztec warriors watched
           D
From their mountain sides
         Am
Yeah the fear in their eyes
   C                         Am
As clear as their end it was near
     Am
Yeah Cortez he come
         C
With his men and his guns
      D
And a Spanish Christ
             Am
Alive on his lip
       Am
But as soon as he touched ground
         C
Well his men wanted to turn around
      D                           
So he burned down the turn around 
Am
ships
        Am
Yeah he crossed all that water
         C
With his cannon and fodder
   D
If need be to slaughter
                 Am
For Gods and for gold
      Am
An he wouldn't let no man
         C                    D
Talk him in to being anything other 
than
             Am
Conquistador bold
     Am    C         D       Am
Yeah Pachuco to Paradi-ise (x2)

[Section 1]

[Verse 3]
C G F C

       C        G
Yeah a Colorado rain
              F          C
Falls on your California glass
C                G
Washing away the hardline
          F          C
From your California past
              G7
Ah but you're not surprised anymore
             C
You're going home


[Chorus 2]
      C           Dm
Cause just out of Cortez
         Em        G
Well the radio man says
              F
That they's a lookin for you
           G
They gonna get you
         C            Dm
But your guns on your map
            Em           G
And they're both in your lap
             F
Besides your Chic's with you
             G
So you gonna get through

[verse 4]
       C
Yeah see how the lightning
      F              C
Ah but see how the lightning
     C           G
Makes cracks in your air
C           G
Tearing the clouds
     F          C
Then closin the tear
                G7
Yeah but you're not surprised 
anymore
             C
You're going home
   Am
To Paradise