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
