Johnny Duhan
Am G
A girl cries in the early morning
Em Am
Woken by the sound of a gun
Am G
She knows somewhere somebody’s dying
Em F
Beneath the rising sun
C G
Outside the window of her cabana
Am Em
The shadows are full of her fears
C G
She knows her lover is out there somewhere
Am Em
He’s been on the run for a year
CHORUS
F G Am
Oh, the soul of El Salvador
Bells ring out in the chapel steeple
A priest prepares to say mass
The sad congregation come tired and hungry
To pray that trouble will pass
Meanwhile the sun rises over the dusty streets
Where his body is found
Flies and mosquitoes are drinking from pools of blood
Where the crowd gathers round.
CHORUS
Out on the ranch the rich man’s 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 El Rico travels fast
CHORUS
Over the soul of El Salvador.