Chords
Mexicali Blues

Key: A

Introduction:

difficulty
very easy |||||
             A                                                                                            G         B            Em  
Layin' back in an old saloon with a peso in my hand
A                                                                                         D  
Watchin' flies and children on the street
                A                                                                                                      G              B              Em  
And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when I smile
                          A                                                                                    D  
There's a little boy who wants to shine my feet
                        G                                                    B                                            Em  
And it's three days ride from Bakersfield and I don't know why I came
     A                                                                                    D  
I guess I came to keep from payin' dues
          G                                              B                              Em  
But instead I've got a bottle and a girl who's just fourteen
                A  
And a damn good case of the Mexicali Blues, yeah
D  
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
                                                                A  
When the devil wants to take it all away?
Cherish well your thoughts, keep a tight grip on your booze
A                                                                                         G                 B                    Em  
She said her name was Billie Jean  she was fresh in town
     A                                                                                      D  
I didn't know a stage line ran from hell
                     A                                                                              G                    B  
She had raven hair, a ruffled dress, a necklace made of gold
A                                                                                              D  
All the french perfume you'd care to smell
          G                              B                                      Em  
She took me up into her room and whispered in my ear
        A                                                                         D  
GÂșon  
                     G                                         B                                 Em  
Now I'm paying for those happy hours I spent there in her arms
                  A                                                                                              D  
With a lifetime case of the Mexicali Blues, yeah.
D  
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
                                                                A  
When the devil wants to take it all away?
Cherish well your thoughts, keep a tight grip on your booze
A                                                                                 G                         B                 Em  
Then a man rode into town  some thought he was the law
A                                                                                 D  
Billie Jean was waiting when he came
          A                                                                              G              B              Em  
She told me he would take her if I didn't use my gun
          A                                                                            D  
And I'd have no one but myself to blame
     G                                              B                                    Em  
I went down to those dusty streets  blood was on my mind
     A                                                                                              D  
I guess that stranger hadn't heard the news.
             G                                         B                                                    Em  
"Cuz I shot first and killed him.    Lord he didn't even draw.
                  A                                                                                                                              D  
And he made me trade the gallows for the Mexicali Blues.
D  
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
                                                        A  
When he lets a woman hold him in her hand?
You just might find yourself out there on horseback in the dark