My New Life In Old Mexico por Robert Earl Keen, tablaturas e acordes no PlayUkuleleNET

My New Life In Old Mexico

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Robert Earl Keen, Jr. (born January 11, 1956 in Houston, Texas) is an American singer-songwriter. Growing up, Keen was interested in music, sports, movies and writing. He attended Texas A&M University, enrolling in the school of journalism. Disappointed in the College Station, Texas music scene, he began playing guitar and learned to read and write music, basing his style on folk, country, blues and roots rock. In 1977 he rented a house from landlord Jack Boyett, where his neighbor was a then-unknown Lyle Lovett.

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Robert Earl Keen - My New Life is Waiting

A F#m
I crossed the Mississippi, turned south at San Anton
E D A
A bowie knife, a woolen coat, a grip bag on my arm
A F#m
It's all somebody needs to make it through the land
E D A
Walk the night, travel light, cross the Rio Grande
F#m D A E
Someone strums a mandolin, soft gulf breezes blow
A D E A
My new life is waiting in old Mexico
A F#m
I was once a married man livin' peacefully
E D A
Hard to say exactly when the devil blinded me
A F#m
But there was some confusion when my sweet wife left this world
E D A
Darker times, drunken crimes, a dead young working girl
F#m D A E
Left a jailer there in Caroline, watching me from down below
A D E A
My new life is waiting in old Mexico
F#m D F#m D
Livin' in the shadows Runnin' from my fame
A D D E
Blowin' where the wind blows Where no one knows my name
A F#m
In the El Vaquero Bar in the town of Eagle Pass
E D A
Moments from my freedom warm whiskey in my glass
A F#m
Some boracho took me for the man who stole his wife
E D A
He went for his forty-four as I reached for my knife
F#m D A E
He never fired a second shot he was just too slow
A D E A
My new life is waiting in old Mexico
A F#m
I hear of hidden harbors south of Mazatlan
E D A
Where cool spring mountain waters meet the warm Pacific sun
A F#m
I pray the miles I've traveled and all the sins I bear
E D A
Burn away like mornin' fog and vanish in the air
F#m D A E
Miles beyond the border now, but many miles to go
A D E A
My new life is waiting in old Mexico
A D E A
My new life is waiting in old Mexico