Chumbawamba – El Fusilado (Guitar)

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Listen close to this crooked mouth

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For my story I will tell-o

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Lived in Mexico by the name of Wenseslao Moguel-o

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Left my home in Santiago

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The heart of the city of Merida

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Served with my brothers and sisters all

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For the army of Pancho Villa

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Stand me straight against the nearest wall

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Line up your bravest soldiers oh

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Ten good shots I'll take them all

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They call me El Fusilado

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The Federales captured me

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Bound up my arms with wire

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Officer came, he said "Take your aim" 

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Steady your guns and fire

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Bullet holes all across my chest

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Ripped up my shirt and my body-o

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Heart beat on through the silenced guns

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To the rhythm of life inside me-o

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Stand me straight against the nearest wall

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Line up your bravest soldiers oh

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Ten good shots I'll take them all

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They call me El Fusilado

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Fell to the ground the officer came

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One last shot to the head­-o

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Heard through the pain as he walked away

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And left me there for dead-o

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All went quiet so I crawled away

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I wasn't giving up to the glory

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Ten good shots I took them all

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And lived to tell my story

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Stand me straight against the nearest wall

C                    G7
Line up your bravest soldiers oh

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Ten good shots I'll take them all

F                   G C
They call me El Fusilado