Una Mas Cerveza

A7 Dm Dm A7 It was down in Mexico where I had gone Dm Not too much Spanish then had I known Gm Dm I found myself in a terrible pinch A7 Dm Ten bad hombres, a gringo to lynch A7 I was surrounded, where could I go? Dm They had dos pistols, I had no gun Gm Dm I searched my memory for something to say A7 Dm I had to think quick, could be my last day A7 Dm Una más cerveza, una más cerveza A7 Dm Una más cerveza was all I could say A7 Dm Una más cerveza, una más cerveza A7 Dm Una más cerveza, please let me go away Dm A7 Dm Gm Dm A7 Dm Dm A7 Found a cantina, went inside Dm Found a dark corner, a good place to hide Gm Dm I was no safer when I looked around A7 Dm I was the only gringo that could be found Dm A7 A small crowd had gathered around my chair Dm They said nothing they just stood there and stared Gm Dm They handed me a guitar, told me to sing A7 Dm Oh yes, I remember this Mexican thing A7 Dm Una más cerveza, una más cerveza A7 Dm Una más cerveza was all they could hear A7 Dm Una más cerveza, una más cerveza A7 Dm Una más cerveza, please bring me a beer A7 Dm Una más cerveza, una más cerveza A7 Dm Una más cerveza was all I could say A7 Dm Una más cerveza, una más cerveza A7 Dm Una más cerveza, oh, let me get away