El Fusilado

C                    F       G
Listen close to this crooked mouth
C                   G7
For my story I will tell-o
C               F      G       F           G    C
Lived in Mexico by the name of Wenseslao Moguel-o
C               F    G
Left my home in Santiago
    C                    G7
The heart of the city of Merida
C                           F       G
Served with my brothers and sisters all
        F              G   C
For the army of Pancho Villa

C                             F       G
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
C                    G7
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
C                   F         G
Ten good shots I'll take them all
F                   G C
They call me El Fusilado

    C         F        G
The Federales captured me
C                     G7
Bound up my arms with wire
C                      F         G
Officer came, he said "Take your aim"
F                    G C
Steady your guns and fire
C                 F        G
Bullet holes all across my chest
C                         G7
Ripped up my shirt and my body-o
C                         F        G
Heart beat on through the silenced guns
       F                G       C
To the rhythm of life inside me-o

C                             F       G
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
C                    G7
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
C                   F         G
Ten good shots I'll take them all
F                   G C
They call me El Fusilado

C                      F       G
Fell to the ground the officer came
C                    G7
One last shot to the head­-o
C                            F      G
Heard through the pain as he walked away
    F                 G    C
And left me there for dead-o
C                   F        G
All went quiet so I crawled away
  C                       G7
I wasn't giving up to the glory
C                F         G
Ten good shots I took them all
    F                G  C
And lived to tell my story

C                             F       G
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
C                    G7
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
C                   F         G
Ten good shots I'll take them all
F                   G C
They call me El Fusilado