Stolen from OLGA and the ChordPro Archive

From Winston Campbell (jieuryli@eden.rutgers.edu)
and Joshua Bardwell (gt6234b@prism.gatech.edu) 

Senor (Tales of Yankee Power) by Bob Dylan


Am
Senor,
Em
Senor,
        F                C
Can you tell me where we heading?
                              Am
Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
                  G               F
Seems like I been down this way before
Dm                          Am
Is there any truth in that, Senor?

Am
Senor,
Em
Senor,
       F                C
Do you know where she's hiding?
                         Am
How long are we gonna be riding?
                        G                 F
How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door?
Dm                              Am
Will there be any comfort here, Senor?

          C                                 Em
There's a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck
           F                                  Am
There's an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck
          C                                    Em
There's a marching band still playing in their vacant lot
          F                                      Am
Where she held me in her arms one time and said forget me not

Am
Senor,
Em
Senor,
      F               C
I can see the painted wagon
                    Am
Smell the tail of a dragon
                G           F
Can't stand the suspense anymore
        Dm                           Am
Can you tell me who to contact here, Senor?


Instrumental:  all of the verse chords with the cool mandolin


         C                                 Em
Well the last thing I remember before they stripped and kneeled
      F                                  Am
Was a train load of fools born down in a Magnetic field
    C                               Em
The gypsy, with a broken flag and a flashing ring
         F                                        Am
He say, -Son this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing-

Am
Senor,
Em
Senor,
               F                       C
You know their hearts here are hard as leather
                              Am
Well give me a minute, let me get it together
           G                      F
Just gotta pick myself up off the floor
Dm                      Am
I'm ready when you are, Senor?


Another Instrumental like the First Instrumental


Am
Senor,
Em
Senor,
      F              C
Let's overturn these tables
                 Am
Disconnect these cables
G                                    F
This place don't make sense to me no more
        Dm                              Am
Can you tell me what we're waiting for, Senor?