Tom Russell - Jai alai

He was a Basque from San Sebastian, he came ^Chere in '51 Made his ^Bbbones along the border in the ^A7Jai Alai frontons With a ^Dmbasket on his hand, he threw his ^Cheart against the wall He was the ^Bbmaster of the dance in the ^A7fastest game of all

He had ^Bbblood inside his eye, he threw his ^Fheart, he let it fly He was the ^A7master of the dance, the king of ^DmJai Alai What does it ^Bbmean to you and I? Swing your ^Fheart and let it fly Love is a ^A7deadly dance just like ^DmJai Alai

He met a woman deeper than the songs in a ^CCante Hondo bar They made ^Bblove outside the racetrack in his ^A7long black touring car But ^Dmlove took all his passion, the ^Cfire it twists and burns Throw your ^Bbheart against the wall and it may not re^A7turn

He had ^Bbblood inside his eye, he threw his ^Fheart, he let it fly He was the ^A7master of the dance, the king of ^DmJai Alai What does it ^Bbmean to you and I? Throw your ^Fheart and let it fly Love is a ^A7deadly dance just like ^DmJai Alai

He wrote a ^Dmpostcard from Bilbao, said the ^Cgames were mostly gone Just a ^Bbmemory to the old men who live in ^A7bars and gypsy songs But ^Dmoh, the crack of thunder when the ^Cpelota hit the wall Love and ^BbJai Alai were the fastest games of ^A7all

And his ^Bbpassion never died, but these ^Fnights he sleeps alone Seeing her ^A7face reflected on the walls of ^Dmborder town frontons Yeah, the ^Bbgames have mostly died, but old ^Fmen too proud to cry Live on ^A7memories of love and ^DmJai Alai

He had ^Bbblood inside his eye, he swung his ^Fheart, he let it fly He was the ^A7master of the dance, the king of ^DmJai Alai What does it ^Bbmean to you and I? Swing your ^Fheart, you let it fly Love is a ^A7deadly dance just like ^DmJai Alai