Autoscroll
1 Column 
Text size
Transpose 0
this is another good song on acoustic as with ride on its finger picking through the whole song Verse 1
A Amgirl cries in the eaGrly morning EmWoken by the sound of a Amgun AmShe knows somewhereG somebodys dying EmBeneath the risingF sun COutside the windoGw of her cabania TheAm shadows are full of her feaEmrs CShe knows her lover is Gout there somewhere He's Ambeen on the run for a Emyear
CHORUS
FOh,thGe soul of El salAmvador Verse 2
Bells ring out on the chapel steeple A priest prepares to say mass The sad congregation come tierd and hungry To pray that the troubles will pass Meanwhile the sun rises over the dusty streets Where his body was found Flies and mosquitoes are drinking from pools of blood Where the crowd gathers round. CHORUS out on the ranch the rich mans preparing to go for his morning ride they've saddled his horse out in the corral he walks out full of pride he looks like a cowboy from one of those pictures a president made in the past peasants in rags, they stand back for they know that enrico gallops fast Chorus Over the soul of El Salvador.