Gallo Del Cielo

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[D]Carlos Zara/goza left his /home in Casas /Grandes when
the [Em]moon was full///
No [A]money in his /pocket, just a /locket of his /sister
framed in [D]gold///
He /rode into El /Sueco, stole a /rooster called /Gallo
Del Ci[Em]elo///
Then he [A]swam the Rio /Grande with that [G]fighter nestled
[A]deep beneath his [D]arm.///

El [D]Gallo Del Ci/elo was a /rooster born in /heaven so the
[Em]legends say///
His [A]wings they had been /broken, he had /one eye
rollin' /crazy in his [D]head///
And he'd /fought a hundred fights, /and the /legends say
that /one night near El [Em]Sueco///
They'd [A]fought Gallo /seven times, and [G]seven times he'd
[A]left brave roosters [D]dead./

[G]Hola, my The/resa, I am /thinking of you /now in San
An[A]tonio///
I have [Em]27 [A]dollars and the [Em]good luck of your /picture
framed in [A]gold/
[G]Tonight I'll put it /all on the /fighting spurs of /Gallo
Del Ci[A]elo///
And then [Em]I'll return to [A]buy the land [G]Villa stole
from [A]father long [D]ago.///

Out[D]side of San Di/ego, in the /onion fields of /Paco
Monte[Em]verde///
The [A]Pride of San Di/ego lay /sleeping on a /fancy bed of
[D]silk///
And they /laughed when Zara/goza pulled the /one-eyed
del Ci/elo from [Em]beneath his coat///
But they [A]cried when Zara/goza walked a[G]way with a
[A]thousand dollar [D]bill./

[G]Hola, my The/resa, I am /thinking of you /now in
Santa [A]Barbara///
I have [Em]fifteen hundred [A]dollars and the [Em]good luck of
your /picture framed in [A]gold/
[G]Tonight I'll /put it all on the /fighting spurs of /Gallo
Del Ci[A]elo///
And then [Em]I'll return to [A]buy the land [G]Villa stole
from [A]father long [D]ago.///

Now the [D]moon has gone to /hiding and the /lantern light
spills /shadows on a [Em]fighting sand///
Where a [A]wicked black named /Zorro faces /Gallo del Ci/elo
in the [D]night///
But /Carlos Zara/goza fears the /tiny crack that /runs
across his [Em]rooster's beak///
And he [A]fears he has /lost the fifty [G]thousand dollars
[A]riding on the [D]fight./

[G]Hola, my The/resa, I am /thinking of you /now in
Santa [A]Clara///
Yes, the [Em]money's on the [A]table, I am [Em]holding to
your /good luck framed in [A]gold/
And [G]everything we've /dreamed of is /riding on the /spurs
of Del Ci[A]elo///
I pray that [Em]I'll return to [A]buy the land [G]Villa stole
from [A]father long [D]ago.///

Then the [D]signal it was /given, and the /cocks rose
to/gether far [Em]above the sand///
El [A]Gallo del Ci/elo sunk a /gaff into /Zorro's shiny
[D]breast///
They were /separated /quickly but they /rose and fought
each /other thirty [Em]seven times///
And the [A]legends say that /everyone [G]agreed that del
Ci[A]elo fought the [D]best.///

Then the [D]screams of Zara/goza filled the /night outside
the /town of Santa [Em]Clara///
As the [A]beak of del Ci/elo lay /broken like a /shell within
his [D]hand///
And they /say that Zara/goza screamed a /curse upon the
/bones of Pancho [Em]Villa///
When [A]Zorro rose up /one last time and [G]drove del
Ci[A]elo through the [D]sand./

[G]Hola, my The/resa, I am /thinking of you /now in
San Fran[A]cisco///
I have no [Em]money in my [A]pocket, I no [Em]longer have
your /good luck framed in [A]gold/
I [G]buried it last /evening with the /bones of my
/beloved Del Ci[A]elo///
And I'll [Em]not return to [A]buy the land [G]Villa stole from
[A]father long [D]ago./

Do the [G]rivers still run /muddy out/side of my /beloved
Casas [A]Grandes?///

oes the [Em]scar upon my [A]brother's face turn [Em]red when
he hears /mention of my [A]name?/
Do the [G]people of El /Sueco /curse the theft of /Gallo
del Ci[A]elo?///
Well, [Em]tell my family [A]not to worry, [G]I will not [A]return
to cause them [D]shame./

[G]Enjo[A]y!  [Em]    [A]     [G]      [A]       [D]