Playboys of the Southwestern World (Hey Romeo)
INTRO
G C G D G C G D
This is a song about best friends - -
G C G D
John Roy was a boy I knew since he was three and I was two
G C D
Grew up two little houses down from me
G C
The only bad apples on our family tree
G D
Kinda ripened and rottened in our puberty
G C D
Two kindred spirits, bound by destiny.
Em D
Well, now I was smart but I lacked ambition,
C G C G/B Am
Johnny was wild and no inhibition was about like mixin' fire and
Am D
gasoline and he said,
*CHORUS*
G C G D
"Hey, Romeo, let's go down to Mexico
G C
Chase senoritas, drink ourselves silly,
G D
Show them Mexican girls a couple real hillbillys.
G C
Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck,
G D
Fuzzy cat hangin from the mirror hook.
C G/B Am Am D
Said don't you know all those little browneyed girls
G
Want playboys of the southwestern world."
C G D
La la la la la la la la la la la la la
G C G D
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la la
G C
Along around our 18th year,
G D
Found two airplane tickets to the hell outta here.
G C D
Got scholarships to some small town school in Texas.
G C
We learned to drink Sangria's til the dawn's early light,
G D
Eat Eggs Rancheros and throw up all night,
G C D
And tell those daddy's girls we were majorin' in the rodeo.
Em D
Aw, but my favorite memory in school that fall
C G
Was the night John Roy came runnin' down in the hall
C G/B Am Am D
Wearin nothing but cowboy boots and a big sombrero and he was yellin'
*REPEAT CHORUS*
C G
And I said we had a little change in plans,
C G
Like when Paul McCartney got busted in Japan.
C G/B Am Am D **
And I said we got waylaid when we set foot on Mexican soil.
G C
You see, the borderman guard with the fumanchu mustache
G D
Kinda stumbled upon John's pocket of American cash.
G C D
He said "Doin' a little funny business in Mexcio, Amigo?"
Em D
And all I could think about was savin' my own tail
C G
When he mentioned 10 years in a Mexican jail
C G/B Am
So I pointed at John Roy and said
Am D **
"It's all his...now please let me go.
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It was your idea, genius.
I was just layin' there in bed when you said.."
(third chorus all one strum until 'got a pocket full of cash')
G C G D
"Hey, Romeo, let's go down to Mexico
G C
Chase senoritas, drink ourselves silly,
G D
Show them Mexican girls a couple real hillbillys.
G C
Got a pocket full of cash and that old Ford truck,
G D
Fuzzy cat hangin from the mirror hook.
C G/B Am Am D
Said don't you know all those little brown eyed girls
G C G D (play til end of song)
Want playboys of the south,
well from the southwestern world.
Ah, we're still best friends...temporary cell mates.
