Playboys of the Southwestern World (Hey Romeo)

INTRO
G  C  G  D  G  C  G  D

This is a song about best friends - -

G            C              G                D
John Roy was a boy I knew since he was three and I was two
 G                  C           D
Grew up two little houses down from me
     G                 C
The only bad apples on our family tree
        G                      D
Kinda ripened and rottened in our puberty
  G                   C       D
Two kindred spirits, bound by destiny.
          Em                 D
Well, now I was smart but I lacked ambition,
  C                  G                 C         G/B     Am
Johnny was wild and no inhibition was about like mixin' fire and 
 Am  D
gasoline and he said,


*CHORUS*
  G   C   G                 D
"Hey, Romeo, let's go down to Mexico
 G                      C
Chase senoritas, drink ourselves silly,
           G                      D
Show them Mexican girls a couple real hillbillys.
       G                           C
Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck,
  G                        D
Fuzzy cat hangin from the mirror hook.
      C         G/B            Am     Am        D
Said don't you know all those little browneyed girls
                           G             
Want playboys of the southwestern world."
   C           G                D
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
G      C       G                D
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la 


G                C
Along around our 18th year,
       G                           D
Found two airplane tickets to the hell outta here.
      G                   C                D
Got scholarships to some small town school in Texas.
               G                      C
We learned to drink Sangria's til the dawn's early light,
   G                     D                 
Eat Ranchero's and throw up all night, 
     G                  C                         D
And tell those daddy's girls we were majorin' in the rodeo.
             Em                D
Aw, but my favorite memory in school that fall
         C                           G
Was the night John Roy came runnin' down in the hall
          C         G/B    Am         Am      D
Wearin nothing but cowboy boots and a big sombrero and he was yellin'

*REPEAT CHORUS*

       C                     G
And I said we had a little change in plans,
           C                  G
Like when Paul McCartney got busted in Japan.
       C          G/B                  Am       Am     D  ** 
And I said we got waylaid when we set foot on Mexican soil.
               G                          C
You see, the borderman guard with the fumanchu mustache
        G                                   D
Kinda stumbled upon John's pocket of American cash.
          G                   C              D
He said "Doin' a little funny business in Mexcio, Amigo?"
     Em                             D
And all I could think about was savin' my own tail 
         C                     G
When he mentioned 10 years in a Mexican jail
      C       G/B       Am
So I pointed at John Roy and said
          Am                   D  **   
"It's all his...now please let me go.
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It was your idea, genius. 

I was just layin' there in bed when you said.."


(third chorus all one strum until 'got a pocket full of cash')

  G   C   G                 D
"Hey, Romeo, let's go down to Mexico
 G                      C
Chase senoritas, drink ourselves silly,
           G                      D
Show them Mexican girls a couple real hillbillys.
       G                           C
Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck,
  G                        D
Fuzzy cat hangin from the mirror hook.
      C         G/B            Am      Am       D
Said don't you know all those little brown eyed girls
                          G    C  G  D (play til end of song)
Want playboys of the south,

well from the southwestern world.

Ah, we're still best friends...temporary cell mates.