Cifras
Wells Fargo

Tono: G

Introducción:

G                         C    G                         C                         Bb    C                    Bb         C  
Bb    C              Bb    C         F    Bb  
verse 1
C  
Jake ridin' south on the holiest day
C  
Headin' for the Mexican border
C  
Shotgun movin' to the rhythm of his range
C  
Just to help him keep law and order
C  
Sits right back just a-takin' it easy
C  
Drinks a shot a whiskey
                                                                B  
And it makes him mighty wheezy
C  
He coughed hard once
C  
He coughed hard twice
C  
Neglecting keeping watch
                                                F                      C         F                         Bb  
Don't mind the sheriff's advice,      oh yeah
F                 C  
  Ridin' shotgun
                                          F  
Runnin' over land
                                                G  
To the Rio Grande now
Solo
C                    Bb    C                    Bb         C                    Bb    C                    Bb  
verse 2
C  
Shots rang down from the rocks above
C  
And bore Jake to his feet
C  
His pants fell down and actin' like a clown
C  
The bullets had him dancin' to a rock 'n' roll beat
C  
Big Jake did the boogaloo too
                                                                          B  
Got lucky, he cried like a drunk
C                                                                                      G  
His aspirations ain't no more for you
C                                                              F  
And that's the way it is
F              C  
  Ridin' shotgun
Dm                                            F  
     Runnin' over land
                                                G         C         G         C    G  
To the Rio Grande now
Solo 2
C                    Bb    C              Bb    C         Bb         C                    Bb    C                    Bb  
verse 3
C  
Stage got in to the center of town
C  
And Jake gotta have himself a drink
C  
He got to the bar and what he saw
                                                                                                                     G  
Any self-respecting folk would hate to think
C                                                                                                              Bb  
Ella May was dancin' to the sound of the blues
          C  
Her belly must be wobblin' right down to her shoes
                                                        G                            C  
It's a-groovin' on the sidewalk, just don't get too near
                                                                                                                                                     F  
'Cause you're gonna get knocked over by a belly full o' beer
F            Bb    C  
Ridin'                 shotgun
Dm  
        Runnin' over land
        C                      F  
To the Rio Grande
                        F  
Take the law in hand
                                                G  
To the Rio Grande now
Solo 3
C                    Bb         C         Bb    C         Bb         C                    Bb    C  
F         C            Bb    C  
F    Bb    C                    Bb    C                    Bb         C  
Bb    C                    Bb         C                    Bb    C         Bb