EL SALVADOR CHRISTY MOORE
Am G
A girl cries in the early morning
Em Am
Woken by the sound of a gun
Am G
She knows somewhere somebody's dying
Em F
Beneath the rising sun
C G
Outside the window of her cabaņa
Am Em
The shadows are full of her fears
C G
She knows her lover is out there somewhere
Am Em
He's been on the run for a year
CHORUS
F G Am
Oh, the soul of El Salvador
Bells ring out in the chapel steeple
A priest prepares to say mass
The sad congregation come tired and hungry
To pray that trouble will pass
Meanwhile the sun rises over the dusty streets
Where his body is found
Flies and mosquitoes are drinking from pools of blood
Where the crowd gathers round.
CHORUS
Out on the ranch the rich man's preparing
To go for his morning ride
They've saddled his horse out in the corral
He walks out full of pride
He looks like a cowboy from one of those pictures
A president made in the past
Peasants in rags, the stand back for they know
That El Rico travels fast
CHORUS
Over the soul of El Salvador.
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The above is solely MY INTERPRETATION of this great song, in a format aimed at learning guitarists.
No attempt has been made to copy or reproduce the artist's or publisher's sheet music for the song,
if such exists.
It can be used for INFORMATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY. To play the song as it should be played, you should
purchase the official sheetmusic for the song. You should also purchase and listen to the song to learn
the rhythm and timing of the song - this is essential if you wish to play the song with any degree of accuracy
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