Playboys Of The Southwestern World Hey Romeo chords

[INTRO]
[G] [C] [G] [D] [G] [C] [G] [D]

This is a song about best friends - -

[G]John Roy was [Cadd9]a boy I knew since [G]he was three and [D]I was two
G[G]rew up two little h[Cadd9]ouses down from [D]me
The o[G]nly bad apples on [Cadd9]our family tree
Kinda ri[G]pened and rottened in o[D]ur puberty
Tw[G]o kindred spirits, b[Cadd9]ound by dest[D]iny.
Well, now [Em]I was smart but I l[D]acked ambition,
Jo[C]hnny was wild and n[G]o inhibition was a[C]bout like [G/B]mixin' f[Am]ire and
g[Am7]asoli[D]ne and he said,

[*CHORUS*]
&q[G]uot;[Cadd9]Hey, Rom[G]eo, let's go down [D]to Mexico
C[G]hase senoritas, drink o[Cadd9]urselves silly,
Show them M[G]exican girls a couple r[D]eal hillbillys.
Got a p[G]ocket full of cash and that [Cadd9]old Ford truck,
Fu[G]zzy cat hangin from the m[D]irror hook.
Said d[C]on't you k[G/B]now all those l[Am]ittle b[Am7]rowneyed gi[D]rls
Want playboys of the southw[G]estern world."
La [Cadd9]la la la la la l[G]a la la la la la [D]la
[G]Sha la [Cadd9]la la la la [G]la la la la la la[D] la

[G]Along around our [Cadd9]18th year,
Found t[G]wo airplane tickets to the h[D]ell outta here.
Got sc[G]holarships to some s[Cadd9]mall town school in T[D]exas.
We learned to d[G]rink Sangria's til the [Cadd9]dawn's early light,
Eat[G] Ranchero's and throw [D]up all night,
And t[G]ell those daddy's g[Cadd9]irls we were majorin' in the r[D]odeo.
Aw, but my fa[Em]vorite memory in s[D]chool that fall
Was the n[C]ight John Roy came runnin' d[G]own in the hall
Wearin not[C]hing but c[G/B]owboy b[Am]oots and a [Am7]big sombr[D]ero and he was yellin'

*REPEAT CHORUS*

And I s[C]aid we had a little ch[G]ange in plans,
Like when P[C]aul McCartney got b[G]usted in Japan.
[C] [G/B] [Am] [Am7] [D] **
And I said we got waylaid when we set foot on Mexican soil.
[G](1) [C](1)
You see, the borderman guard with the fumanchu mustache
[G](1) [D](1)
Kinda stumbled upon John's pocket of American cash.
[G](1) [C](1) [D](1)
He said "Doin' a little funny business in Mexcio, Amigo'"
[Em](1) [D](1)
And all I could think about was savin' my own tail
[C](1) [G](1)
When he mentioned 10 years in a Mexican jail
[C](1) [G/B](1) [Am](1)
So I pointed at John Roy and said
[Am7](1) [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')

&q[G]uot;[Cadd9]Hey, Rom[G]eo, let's go down [D]to Mexico
C[G]hase senoritas, drink o[Cadd9]urselves silly,
Show them M[G]exican girls a couple r[D]eal hillbillys.
Got a p[G]ocket full of cash and that [Cadd9]old Ford truck,
Fu[G]zzy cat hangin from the m[D]irror hook.
Said d[C]on't you k[G/B]now all those l[Am]ittle br[Am7]owneyed gi[D]rls
[G] [Cadd9] [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.