From Hell To Paradise - Guantanamera

	  		
Intro 

E  A  B7 x4 

Verse 1:

    E                 A 
For thirty years they sang the 
       B7 
Song of promised victory 
    E                      A 
But who they've fought and who has won 
      B7 
Didn't matter much to me 
  E                A 
I see them driving down the streets 
        B7 
In their fancy shiny cars 
E                  A 
Crowds of people to their feet 
                        B7 
Their faces full of scars 
   E                A 
No pleasantries, no luxuries 
  B7 
No little children's milk 
      E                      A 
While minister's wives spent all their lives 
  B7 
In China's finest silk 
   E                  A 
My back's been broken many times 
      B7 
But my spirit lingers on 
    E               A 
The day it comes my way on 
          B7 
Freedom's ship I will be gone 



     E       A      B7 
From hell to paradise 
     E      A       B7 
I'll always pay the price 
     E      A       B7 
From hell to paradise 
     E      A       B7 
I'll always pay the price 


Solo Section 

E  A  B7  x8 

Verse 2:

     E           A 
This ninety mile trip 
         B7 
Has taken thirty years to make 
     E             A 
They tried to keep forever what was 
B7 
never theirs to take 
  E                        A 
Well I cursed and scratched the devil's hand 
      B7 
As he stood in front of me 
E                      A 
One last drag from his big cigar 
       B7 
And he finally set me free 

Guantanamera Intro 

E6  A  B7  X3 

Verse 1:
 
          E         A     B7 
Yo soy un hombre sincero 
         E         A      B7 
De donde crecen las palmas 
          E         A    B7 
Yo soy un hombre sincero 
         E  A     B7 
De donde crecen las palmas 
           E        A 
Y antes de morir yo quiero 
          E          A    B7 
Echar mis versos del alma,  Hup! 

 

A             B7 
Guantanamera 
        E       A    B7 
Guajira Guantanamera 
E       A    B7 
Guantanamera 
        E       A     B7 
Guajira Guantanamera 


Verse 2:

        E   A           B7 
Cultivo una, rosa blanca 
         E         A    B7 
En junio como en enero 
        E   A          B7 
Cultivo una, rosa blanca 
         E  A    B7 
En junio como en enero 
         E       A    B7 
Para mi amigo sincero 
       E           A     B7 
Que me da su mano franca 


A             B7 
Guantanamera 
        E       A    B7 
Guajira Guantanamera 
E       A    B7 
Guantanamera 
        E       A     B7 
Guajira Guantanamera 


Solo Section 

E  A  B7  x8 


A             B7 
Guantanamera 
        E       A    B7 
Guajira Guantanamera 
E       A    B7 
Guantanamera 
        E       A     B7 
Guajira Guantanamera