El Fusilado Chords by Chumbawamba
Tempo:
75.8 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
E
A
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Listen close to this crooked mouth for my [A] story I will tell [N]-o
I lived in Mexico by the name of Wenceslao Muguel-o
Left my home [E] in Santiago, the heart of the [G] city of Mérida
Served with my brothers and sisters all for [E] the army of Pancho [C] Villa
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll [G] take them all, they call me El [E] Fusilado
The Federales captured me, [Am] bound up my [G#] arms with wire
[F#] Officer came, he said, [E] take your aim, steady your guns and fire
Bullet [G] holes all across my chest, ripped [C] up my shirt and my [Cm] body-o
Heartbeat on through the [Em] silenced guns to the rhythm of [C] life inside me-o
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll take them all, they [G] call me El [N] Fusilado
Fell to the ground, the officer [G] came, one last shot to the head-o
Heard through the pain as he walked away [E] and left me there for [G] dead-o
[C] All went quiet so [C] I crawled away, [E] I wasn't giving up to the glory
Ten good shots, I [G] took them all, and lived to tell my [C] story
Stand me straight against [G] the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, [A] I'll take them all, they [F] call me El [C] Fusilado
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll take them all, they call me El [G] Fusilado
[D] Stand me straight against the nearest [C] wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
[C] Ten good shots, I'll [G] take them all, they call me El Fusilado
[N]
I lived in Mexico by the name of Wenceslao Muguel-o
Left my home [E] in Santiago, the heart of the [G] city of Mérida
Served with my brothers and sisters all for [E] the army of Pancho [C] Villa
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll [G] take them all, they call me El [E] Fusilado
The Federales captured me, [Am] bound up my [G#] arms with wire
[F#] Officer came, he said, [E] take your aim, steady your guns and fire
Bullet [G] holes all across my chest, ripped [C] up my shirt and my [Cm] body-o
Heartbeat on through the [Em] silenced guns to the rhythm of [C] life inside me-o
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll take them all, they [G] call me El [N] Fusilado
Fell to the ground, the officer [G] came, one last shot to the head-o
Heard through the pain as he walked away [E] and left me there for [G] dead-o
[C] All went quiet so [C] I crawled away, [E] I wasn't giving up to the glory
Ten good shots, I [G] took them all, and lived to tell my [C] story
Stand me straight against [G] the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, [A] I'll take them all, they [F] call me El [C] Fusilado
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll take them all, they call me El [G] Fusilado
[D] Stand me straight against the nearest [C] wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
[C] Ten good shots, I'll [G] take them all, they call me El Fusilado
[N]
Key:
G
C
E
A
Am
G
C
E
_ _ Listen close to this crooked mouth for my [A] story I will tell [N]-o
I lived in Mexico by the name of Wenceslao Muguel-o
Left my home [E] in Santiago, the heart of the [G] city of Mérida
Served with my brothers and sisters all for [E] the army of Pancho [C] Villa
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll [G] take them all, they call me El [E] Fusilado
The Federales captured me, [Am] bound up my [G#] arms with wire
[F#] Officer came, he said, [E] take your aim, steady your guns and fire
Bullet [G] holes all across my chest, ripped [C] up my shirt and my [Cm] body-o
Heartbeat on through the [Em] silenced guns to the rhythm of [C] life inside me-o
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll take them all, they [G] call me El _ [N] Fusilado
Fell to the ground, the officer [G] came, one last shot to the head-o
Heard through the pain as he walked away [E] and left me there for [G] dead-o
[C] All went quiet so [C] I crawled away, [E] I wasn't giving up to the glory
Ten good shots, I [G] took them all, and lived to tell my [C] story
Stand me straight against [G] the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, [A] I'll take them all, they [F] call me El [C] Fusilado
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll take them all, they call me El [G] Fusilado
[D] Stand me straight against the nearest [C] wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
[C] Ten good shots, I'll [G] take them all, they call me El Fusilado
[N] _ _ _
I lived in Mexico by the name of Wenceslao Muguel-o
Left my home [E] in Santiago, the heart of the [G] city of Mérida
Served with my brothers and sisters all for [E] the army of Pancho [C] Villa
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll [G] take them all, they call me El [E] Fusilado
The Federales captured me, [Am] bound up my [G#] arms with wire
[F#] Officer came, he said, [E] take your aim, steady your guns and fire
Bullet [G] holes all across my chest, ripped [C] up my shirt and my [Cm] body-o
Heartbeat on through the [Em] silenced guns to the rhythm of [C] life inside me-o
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll take them all, they [G] call me El _ [N] Fusilado
Fell to the ground, the officer [G] came, one last shot to the head-o
Heard through the pain as he walked away [E] and left me there for [G] dead-o
[C] All went quiet so [C] I crawled away, [E] I wasn't giving up to the glory
Ten good shots, I [G] took them all, and lived to tell my [C] story
Stand me straight against [G] the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, [A] I'll take them all, they [F] call me El [C] Fusilado
Stand me straight against the nearest wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
Ten good shots, I'll take them all, they call me El [G] Fusilado
[D] Stand me straight against the nearest [C] wall, line up your bravest soldiers-o
[C] Ten good shots, I'll [G] take them all, they call me El Fusilado
[N] _ _ _
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