Hills Of Old Juarez chords by Tom Russell

• Capo on 2nd

Intro:
Am D Em Am D G

Verse:
I lost my mind ten years ago
  Bm
A wanderin? through the world
      C
Let?s cut right to the quick
      D
I met me a dark-eyed girl
      G                        Bm
I was living in El Paso with a woman named Inez
     Am
We?d stare out every evening
       C                D
At the hills of old Jau rez

G                                  Bm
Inez she?d had a grand daddy who?d owned the dry good store
     C                                       D
He?d climb up on his roof at night and watch Pancho Villa?s war
     G
Jack Pershing come with silver guns
     Bm
?For Villa? Granddad said
    Am                                C                D
But Pancho he went underground in the hills of old Jua rez

      C             D                G
Those rollin? smoky hills of old Jua rez
      C            G
Those god forsaken hills
          Bm               C
They will lure you to your death
   Am             D                Em
Be ware the dusty hills of old Jua rez

         G
?There?s gold in them there hills?
          Bm
So said a man with a broken tooth
         C
We could run some cocaine powder
         D
Right on by the custom?s booth
      G
I was broke I needed money
   Bm
To pacify Inez
     Am                            C                D
So I started doing business in the hills of old Jau rez
    G
The adrenaline and blood boiled up
   Bm
Oh man ain?t this a rush
            C
When you?re running through the gunfire
        D
And the Okatio brush
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My partner was a Tiwa kid straight off of the ?res
       Am                               C                D
But he ratted me and disappeared in the hills of old Jua rez
  G                    Bm
A bullet in my back, a bullet in my leg
C                              Am
Bullets flying by my ears they taught me how to pray
  G                                     Bm
I prayed I?d reach the river bank where I had left Inez
      Am                                        C                D
But I fell through rock and prickly pear in the hills of old Jua rez

      C             D                G
Those rolling smoky hills of old Jua rez
      C            G
Those god forsaken hills
          Bm               C
They will lure you to your death
   Am             D                Em
Be ware the dusty hills of old Jua rez

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    G
The Narco Trafficante boys
     Bm
They own the borderline
C                         D
Fat cats up in Washington **** and moan and whine
G
I?m in Huntsville Prison
    Bm
I?m dreaming of Inez
      Am                          C                D
She?s waiting for me there in the hills of old Jua rez

      C             D                G
Those rollin? smoky hills of old Jua rez
      C            G
Those god forsaken hills
          Bm               C
They will lure you to your death
   Am             D                Em
Be ware the dusty hills of old Jua rez
      Am           D                G
Those god forsaken hills of old Jua rez