Chords for Paul Simon - Adios Hermanos + Lyrics

_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] It _ _ _ [G#m] _
_ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _
_ [G#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ [A#m] _ _ [D#] _
_ [F#] _ [C#] _ was the morning of October 6, 1960.
I [A#m] was wearing my brown suit, preparing to leave the house of D.
[F#] _ Shook some [G#] hands, then adios Brooklyn [F#] _ _ amigos. _ _
_ [C#] _ Maybe some of the mad folks have seen me again.
Some [Fm] even said that [A#m] my judge, Judge Gerald Culkin,
_ [F#] wouldn't play it by the book, [G#] maybe let us off the hook.
[D#m] But, whoa, [C#] I knew better.
_ _ _ _ Afraid to leave the project, [Fm] _ _ [A#m] _ to cross into another neighborhood.
_ [F#] The Blancos [G#] and the nigger gangs, [F#] well, [C#] they'd kill you if they could.
[F#] _ _ _ _ Angel of mercy, [B] people are [G#] suffering all [C#] over the world.
_ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#]
Spanish [G#] _ children [C#] are taught on their _ knees to [F#] believe.
Angel of mercy, people [B] are suffering [C] all over [C#] the island _ tonight.
_ [B] _
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ [G#] _ _ _ _
Mothers weep, [C#] sisters [G#] _ _ _
grieve.
_ Well, [C#] I entered the courtroom, state of New York, county of New York.
[G#] _ [A#m] Just some spick they scrubbed off the [F#] sidewalk.
_ Guilty by my dress, [G#] guilty in the press.
[D#m] Let the cake man [C#] burn [D#m] for the [F#] murders.
_ [C#] _ Well, the Spanish boys had their day in court, and [G#] now it was time for some [A#m] fucking law and order.
_ _ _ [F#] The electric chair for [G#] the greasy pair, said [D#m] the judge to [C#] the court [F#] reporter.
_ _ [C#] _ _ Afraid to leave the project, _ _ [A#m] _ to cross into another neighborhood.
_ [F#] The newspapers and [G#] the TV crews, [D#m] well, [C#] they'd kill you if they could.
[F#] _ _ _
Angel of mercy, people [B] are suffering [C] all [C#] over the _ _ world.
_ [B] _
_ [F#] _ [C#] A Spanish [G#] boy could [C#] be killed [G#m] every _ [C#] night of [F#] the week.
Just let some white boy die and the world [B] goes crazy for _ [C#] blood.
Latin blood, _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ [C#] I don't [G#] _ lie.
_ _ [C#] When [G#] I _ _ speak, _ [C#] well, they shackle _ _ _ [G#]
my [A#m] _ _ _ _ hands. _
A [F#] heavy belt [G#] around my waist to [F#] restrain [C#] _ [D#m] me. _
[G#] And [C#] they _ shackled _ _ [G#] my [A#m] _ _ _ _ _
[C#] legs.
[F#] As _ _ the [G#] umbrella man chained [F#] beside [C#] _ me.
_ Then we rode that black _ [Fm] Mariah through [A#m] the streets of Spanish Harlem.
[F#] Calling old friends on the [G#] corners just to [D#m] lay [C#] our [F] prayers upon them.
[B] _ [C#] Crying _ adios _ [G#m] hermanos, _ [A#m] _ _ _ _
adios _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ hermanos, [F#] adios hermanos, _ [C#]
adios. _ _ _ _ _ _ _