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[Intro]
DAD
[Verse 1]
D
I met her in ol' Mexico
GA
She was livin' sad and young
DA
A smokey room where no one could see
D
Her favorite poets all agree
GD
Spanish is a lovin' tongue
AD
But she never spoke Spanish to me
[Verse 2]
D
She was born in Monterrey
GA
All the Christmas songs were sung
DA
The padres knew what she would grow up to be
D
Saints and sinners all agree
GD
Spanish is a lovin' tongue
AD
But she never spoke Spanish to me
[Solo]
DGDDAD
[Bridge]
GDBm
Like a lamb screamin' in the jungle low
GA
She'd never fooled with things she couldn't see
DGD
She spoke to all the shadows in her bungalow
AD
But she never spoke Spanish to me
[Interlude]
DAD
[Verse 3]
D
She said "If you're from Texas, son
GA
Where's your boots and where's your gun"?
DA
Well, I got guns that no one can see
D
Well, after that we both agreed
GD
Spanish is a lovin' tongue
AD
But she never spoke Spanish to me
AG
Well, she never spoke Spanish to me
D