• Song:

    Del Gato

  • Artist:

    Gene Clark

  • Album:

    So Rebellious a Lover

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Del Gato chords
Gene Clark (So Rebellious A Lover / 1987)

A D A  E/A A E/A A 

A                        Bm
My name is Del Gato born close to the border
     D                           A
from white blood and red blood I came
                      Bm
I travel the saddle I follow the cattle
D                               A
Far out on the range where they graze
        
       E                  D                   A
And I just ride in from a hard south western drive
   E
My lips parched and bloodied
   D                            A
My face torn by sand storms and pride

A                  Bm
Royalty riches and inner bred ditches   
        D                      A
Was the brew that I drank as a child
                          Bm
So rebellious a lover Don Juan as a my cover
     D                          A
They die cast my type called me wild  
  
A     E                   D                  A
And I just ride in from a hard southwestern drive
    E               D                   A
The hanging tree is waiting for me to arrive

Break - A D A  E/AA E/AA . . .

A                        Bm
Structured political our children they ridiculed
     D                         A
They teach them of sins and to lie
                                    Bm
Their schools built by fools but by breaking the rules
       D                      A
Like a fox I am forced now to hide

       E                  D                   A
And I just ride in from a hard south western drive
   E
My lips parched and bloodied
   D                            A
My face torn by sand storms and pride

A                                  Bm 
Now the pepper tree spreads taking many mans heads            
        D                           A      
But the one they would want most is mine 
                           Bm
To the mission I go in San Juan and I kneel
      D                       A
And I pray for the love of my life

       E                  D                   A
And I just ride in from a hard south western drive
   E
My lips parched and bloodied
   D                            A
My face torn by sand storms and pride

A     E                   D                  A
And I just ride in from a hard southwestern drive
    E               D                   A
The hanging tree is waiting for me to arrive

A D A  E/A A  A D A  E/A A  . . .


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