D  Em  A  D

[Chorus]
          A                        D
Adios, my friend, we're leaving El Paso
                          A                                      D
All the Rio Grande's gone bone dry and all the stories have been told
                       G                       F#m
We're heading up north now, up the Jornada del Muerto
                             Em    A                     D
On the trail of the conquistadores  towards the Santa Fe sun

[Verse 1]
                     A                             D
Say goodbye to those Mexican women down at The H&H Car Wash Café
                    A                             D
All their huevos rancheros and that red enchilada plate
                                G                       F#m
Where a mountain lion walked in one day, so thirsty for water, they say
                      Em   A                           D
But the cops took him down  inside the car wash front gate

[Chorus]
                    A                          D
So it's, "Adios, my friends," we're leaving El Paso
                          A                                      D
All the Rio Grande's gone bone dry and all the stories have been told
                          G                       F#m
We're hooking it up north now, up the Jornada del Muerto
                       Em    A                D
Following the conquistadores  to the Santa Fe sun

[Interlude]
D  Em  A  D

[Verse 2]
                  A                           D
Remember that old cowboy song about Rosa's Cantina?
                      A                                      D
Around the jukebox at Rosa's, we sang it loud and we sang it long
                  G                           F#m
Staring up at Mt. Cristo Rey where the cowboy rode down to his fate
                        Em    A                         D
To die in the arms of Felina, man, that was a hell of a song

[Chorus]
                    A                          D
So it's, "Adios, my friends," we're leaving El Paso
                          A                                      D
All the Rio Grande's gone bone dry and all the stories have been told
                          G                       F#m
We're hooking it up north now, up the Jornada del Muerto
                             Em    A                    D
On the trail of the conquistadores  toward the Santa Fe sun
                       Em        A                     D
Following the dry, old Rio Bravo  towards the Santa Fe sun