Mexican Home
John PrineVersion1
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D-DU-UDU
It got so hot, last night, I swear
You couldnt hardly breathe
Heat lightning burnt the sky like alcohol
I sat on the porch without my shoes
And I watched the cars roll by
As the headlights raced
To the corner of the kitchen wall.
Mama dear Your boy is here
Far across the sea
Waiting for That sacred core
That burns inside of me
And I feel a storm
All wet and warm
Not ten miles away
Approaching My mexican home.
(Repeat Intro)
My god! I cried, its so hot inside
You could die in the living room
Take the fan from the window
Prop the door back with a broom
The cuckoo clock has died of shock
And the windows feel no pane
The airs as still As the throttle on a funeral train.
(Chorus)
(Reapeat Intro)
My father died on the porch outside
On an august afternoon
I sipped bourbon and cried
With a friend by the light of the moon
So its hurry! hurry! step right up
Its a matter of life or death
The sun is going down
And the moon is just holding its breath.
(Chorus)
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Readable chord sheet for Mexican Home by John Prine
[C] [F] [C] [F] [C] [G] [C] [C] [F] [C] [F] [C] [G] [C] It got so hot, last [F]night, I swear [C]You couldnt hardly [F]breathe Heat [C]lightning burnt the [G]sky like [C]alcohol I [C]sat on the porch [F]without my shoes And I [C]watched the cars roll [F]by As the [C]headlights raced To the [G]corner of the kitchen [C]wall. [F]Mama dear [C]Your boy is here [G]Far across the [C]sea [F]Waiting for That [C]sacred core That burns inside of [G]me And I [C]feel a storm All [F]wet and warm Not [C]ten miles [F]away [C]Approaching My[G] mexican [C]home. (Repeat Intro) My [C]god! I cried, its [F]so hot inside You could [C]die in the living [F]room Take the [C]fan from the window [G]Prop the door back with a [C]broom The [C]cuckoo clock has [F]died of shock And the [C]windows feel no [F]pane The [C]airs as still As the [G]throttle on a funeral [C]train. (Chorus) (Reapeat Intro) My [C]father died on the [F]porch outside On an [C]august after[F]noon I sipped [C]bourbon and cried With a [G]friend by the light of the [C]moon So its [C]hurry! hurry! [F]step right up Its a [C]matter of life or [F]death The [C]sun is going down And the [G]moon is just holding its [C]breath. (Chorus)