Title: Puerto Band: Calexico Album: Algiers (2012) Capo 5th Fret Intro: Am-E Play like this: E-|------0---1--0--|-------0---1--0-|-------0----1-0---|-------0-----------| B-|----1--3--------|---------3------|-----1---3--------|----------3--1--0--| G-|--2-------------|-----1----------|---2--------------|-----1-------------| D-|----------------|---2------------|------------------|--2----------------| A-|-0--------------|----------------|-0----------------|-------------------| E-|----------------|-0--------------|------------------|-0-----------------| Verse 1 Am E Lupita's 'gonna weave a path to the land up north Am E 'Gonna find her way through the thick of it all Am E Looking at the lights dancing in the sky Am E Hoping for a fallen star Spanish part Am E Me consuelo viendo estrellas bailando en el puerto Pre-Verse Dm Am E Brought them gold from the country to help cure their illness Dm Am E But they landed with only one purpose for conquest Dm Am E E7 Though there's still this wave of unsettling hunger that never disappears Am-E-Am-E (like Intro) Verse 2 Am E Rigo working one, two, three different jobs Am E And when he comes back home he welds into the night Am E Builds an air balloon for his pickup truck Am E 'Gonna fly up and over the wall Ref. Am Am/F# If everything stays exactly the same Am/F E Then nothing can move and nothing can change Spanish part Am E Me siento ese pájaro que danza sobre el puerto Pre-Verse Dm Am E Carried ships from the sea up over the mountains Dm Am E The warriors fell to their knees by the invisible virus Dm Am E E7 And still you can feel this wave of unsettling anger that never disappears Am-E-Am-E (like Intro) Verse 3 Am E She's talking on the phone in the heart of town Am E To her Bachata Mama in the heart of the world Am E Saying "please come back to Santo Domingo Am E Why you gotta be so far away" Ref. Am Am/F# If everything stays exactly the same Am/F E Then no one can move and no one can change Spanish part Am E Amo ver la Luna vacilando en el puerto Dm Am E No one fortelling the depth and type of destruction Dm Am E Nor the sadness trapped on the tongue of Malinche Dm Am E Quetzalcoatl feathers strewn out over the altar Dm Am E Blood running down the pyramid steps in the morning Dm Am E Codices lost to a language that's been broken Dm Am E E7 There's this growing sense of impending anger that never disappears Am-E-Am-E (like Intro) Spanish part Am E Am E Ninguna entrada , queda en el puerto
