Chico Fernandez
Sleeping on his guns
Shot rare coins for practice
Map to the fortune, hidden up under the mattress
A lead belt attaches with holsters
Waiting area, two blazing toasters
Hit the stage coach on stallions
Looking for [Dm7]Federal Reserve notes and [Bm]gold medallions
Heavily pursued by the local governor, a southerner
Sought after by the whole battalion
Fell out a snake within the handshake
Get the drop on [C7]them [A]then he exploited the mistake
Protecting his gold he sold by the plates
Ready to [C7]shoot while his horses drank from the lake
Deputy saved by the badge on [C7]the blazer
A warning shot from one that had the aim of a laser
Trait by the neighbor a gambler
Who would stack the deck, plus he marked cards wit a ɾazor
Chico Fernandez
Sleepin' on [C7]his gun
Dreams of Santa Anna
Fighting in the sun
Drums so loud from outside
Makes it hard to [C7]dream
A ɾain is fallin' hard and [Bm]fast
Makes it all [Em]seem [A]ɾeal
Mornin', come mornin'
A Chico's gotta have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
What a laugh, and [Bm]I cried
And I cry, cry, cry, cry, cried
He used to [C7]move weight but then became a grower
Constɾicted boa, the most of Sinaloa
Cooperating along [Am]in mining zones
For mostly silver and [Bm]other shining stones
Abandoned political ɾebel
He moved with a group of pistolevils flashing heavy metals
Clash with the law tɾiggered intense ɾeactions
Hard labor gave them [A]multiple contɾactions
Lawmen turned to [C7]outlaw, gunfighter cattle ɾustlers
Hustlers ɾuff ɾiders useless connections
Everything tɾaversal
Cross stone socio-economic circles
Señorita pining
Chico come on [C7]home
Santa Anna's losing
You'll be [Am]first to [C7]go
Sam Houston's laughing
Davy Crockett too
When Anna takes the Alamo
The first to [C7]go is you
Mornin', come mornin'
A Chico's gotta have his share
Mornin', sad mornin'
Heaven will be [Am]there
Mornin', sad mornin'
What a laugh and [Bm]out loud
Ha ha ha ha ha
