Senor Lyrics - Chris Thile

Senor, senor, can you tell me where we're headin? 

Lincoln County Road or Armageddon? 

Seems like I been down this way before 

Is there any truth in that, senor? 

Senor, senor, do you know where she is hidin'? 

How long are we gonna be riding? 

How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door? 

Will there be any comfort there senor? 

There's a wicked wind still blowing on that upper deck 

There's an iron cross still hanging down from around her neck 

There's a marcing band still playing in that vacant lot 

Where's she held me in her arms one time and said, Forget me not. 

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Senor, senor, I can see that painted wagon 

Smell the tail of the dragon 

Can't stand the suspense anymore 

Can you tell me who to contact here, senor? 

Well, the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled 

Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field 

A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring 

He said, Son, this ain't a dream no more it's the real thing. 

Senor, senor, you know their hearts is as hard as leather 

Well, give me a minute, let me get it together 

I just gotta pick myself up off the floor 

I'm ready when you are, senor. 

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Senor, senor, let's overturn these cables 

Disconnect these tables 

This place don't make sense to me no more 

Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?