Verse 1:
D[D]own the road a ways i've heard say a n[E]ew day's comin' on
Where the w[A]omen folks are friendly and the l[D]aw leaves you alone
I'll believe it when i see it and i h[E]aven't seen it yet
Don't mind [B]me,keep on talking i'm just look[E]ing for my hat
Chorus 1:
Ain't no G[A]od in Mexico,ain't no way to u[E]nderstand
How that border crosswind feelin' makes a fool out of a m[A]an
If i never felt the sunshine hell i wo[E]uld not curse the rain
If my feet could fit a railroad track,i guess i'd been a tr[A]ain
Verse 2:
M[D]e and Louie,Zig and Bobby used to ch[E]ase across the yard
Back in 1[A]947 that's when mo[D]re than times was hard
Pity me i didn't find a line in time and l[E]ike a fool
In front of G[B]od and everybody i pol[E]itely blew my cool
Chorus 2:
Ain't no G[A]od in Mexico,ain't no c[E]omfort in the cane
When you're down in Madamoros gettin' busted by the m[A]an
If i'd never felt the sunshine,hell i w[E]ould not curse the rain
If my feet could fit a railroad track i guess i'd been a tr[A]ain
Perret Charles-Amir : [email protected]
http://soleil.univ-mlv.fr/~perret/country.html
D[D]own the road a ways i've heard say a n[E]ew day's comin' on
Where the w[A]omen folks are friendly and the l[D]aw leaves you alone
I'll believe it when i see it and i h[E]aven't seen it yet
Don't mind [B]me,keep on talking i'm just look[E]ing for my hat
Chorus 1:
Ain't no G[A]od in Mexico,ain't no way to u[E]nderstand
How that border crosswind feelin' makes a fool out of a m[A]an
If i never felt the sunshine hell i wo[E]uld not curse the rain
If my feet could fit a railroad track,i guess i'd been a tr[A]ain
Verse 2:
M[D]e and Louie,Zig and Bobby used to ch[E]ase across the yard
Back in 1[A]947 that's when mo[D]re than times was hard
Pity me i didn't find a line in time and l[E]ike a fool
In front of G[B]od and everybody i pol[E]itely blew my cool
Chorus 2:
Ain't no G[A]od in Mexico,ain't no c[E]omfort in the cane
When you're down in Madamoros gettin' busted by the m[A]an
If i'd never felt the sunshine,hell i w[E]ould not curse the rain
If my feet could fit a railroad track i guess i'd been a tr[A]ain
Perret Charles-Amir : [email protected]
http://soleil.univ-mlv.fr/~perret/country.html
