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Date: 8/18/99; 10:22:20 AM
From: Marcus Ward <mward@apple.com>
Subject: Gringo Honeymoon by Robert Earl Keen

Gringo Honeymoon
by: Robert Earl Keen
Album: Live #2

I can't quite figure out if he starts this begining with the F or the C 
but if you listen to it it should make sense.

Capo 3

Intro:
F    C
F    C

C																					Dm
We were standing on a mountain top
F																								C
Where the cactus flowers grow
																							Dm
I was wishing that the world would stop
F																									C
When you said we'd better go

																													Dm
We took a rowboat across the Rio Grande
F																					C
Captain Pablo was our giude
																						Dm
For two dollars and a weathered hand
F																								C
He rowed us to the other side

G
And we were dreamin like
Am
The end was not in site
F																							C
And we dreamed all afternoon
G
We asked the world to wait
Am
So we could celebrate
F
A gringo honeymoon

We stepped out on to the golden sand
The sun was high and burning down
Rented donkeys from an old blind man
Saddled up and rode to town

Tied the donkeys to an iron wood tree
On the street where children played
We went in the first place we could see
Servin cold beer in the shade

And we were drinkin like
The end was not in site
And we drank all afternoon
We asked the world to wait
So we could celebrate
A gringo honeymoon

Met a cowboy who said that he
Was running from the DEA
He left his home and wife and family
When he made his getaway

We followed him on down a street of dust
To his one room run down shack
He blew a smoke ring and he smiled at us
I ain't never goin back

And we were flyin like
The end was not in site
And we soared that afternoon
We asked the world to wait
So we could celebrate
A gringo honeymoon

He said there is one last place that you should go
He took us to the towns best bar
He know a crusty (?) caballero
Who played an old gut string guitar

And he sang like Marty Robbins could
Played like no one I have known
For a while we knoew that life was good
And it was ours to take back home

And we were singin like
The end was not in site
And we sang all afternoon
We asked the world to wait
So we could celebrate
A gringo honeymoon

We were standing on a mountain top
Where the cactus flowers grow
I was wishing that the world would stop
When you said we'd better go