Outlaw on the run? You’ve got ‘Compadres in the Sierra Madre’ (video)

by MOON GUAC on May 28, 2014 in Cultura, Video


Like many American songs ostensibly about Old Mexico, this song is really about America. San Francisco’s eclectic The Waybacks, like all smart outlaws, cross the Rio Grande to hook up with like-minded Compadres in the Sierra Madre. Swinging arrangement, cowboy lyrics? Could this be Western Swing?

Here are the lyrics and chords in case you want to swing along:

           Em                        C7
There is a place I know way down in Mexico
Am          B7         Em     C7/B7
High in the old Sierra Madre
                Em                          C7
Where many an outlaw band from across the Rio Grande
          Am             B7       Em
Have found a haven, a holdout, a hideaway

     Am7              D7                G 
Cmaj7
But danger rides with those who stray upon their secret hideaway
   Am(6)               D7         Em / C7 / B7  (one beat apiece)
Where death is sure to welcome anyone within the law
        Em                       C7
But if a man must run from any lawman's gun
          Am                  B7        Em
He'll find compadres in the old Sierra Madre

            Em                         C7
Deep in the dark of night, beside the campfire's light,
Am             Am            B7            Em     C7/B7
They weave the tales of the lies, of the bandits.
           Em                       C7
Of jewels rare and old, of coaches filled with gold,
    Am         B7             Em
Holdups pulled off like they planned it.


     Am7              D7                G 
Cmaj7
But danger rides with those who stray upon their secret hideaway
   Am(6)               D7         Em / C7 / B7  (one beat apiece)
Where death is sure to welcome anyone within the law
        Em                       C7
But if a man must run from any lawman's gun
          Am                  B7        Em
He'll find compadres in the old Sierra Madre

INSTRUMENTAL:

            Em                         C7
Deep in the dark of night, beside the campfire's light,
Am             Am            B7            Em     C7/B7
They weave the tales of the lies, of the bandits.
           Em                       C7
Of jewels rare and old, of coaches filled with gold,
    Am         B7             Em
Holdups pulled off like they planned it.


     Am7              D7                G 
Cmaj7
But danger rides with those who stray upon their secret hideaway
   Am(6)               D7         Em / C7 / B7  (one beat apiece)
Where death is sure to welcome anyone within the law
        Em                       C7
But if a man must run from any lawman's gun
          Am                  B7        Em
He'll find compadres in the old Sierra Madre

INSTRUMENTAL:

           Em                        C7
There is a place I know way down in Mexico
Am          B7         Em     C7/B7
High in the old Sierra Madre
                Em                          C7
Where many an outlaw band from across the Rio Grande
          Am             B7       Em
Have found a haven, a holdout, a hideaway

     Am7              D7                G 
Cmaj7
But danger rides with those who stray upon their secret hideaway
   Am(6)               D7         Em / C7 / B7  (one beat apiece)
Where death is sure to welcome anyone within the law
        Em                       C7
But if a man must run from any lawman's gun
          Am                  B7        Em
He'll find compadres in the old Sierra Madre

        Em                       C7
But if a man must run from any lawman's gun
          Am (Slowly!)      B7         Em
He'll find compadres in the old Sierra Madre

Lyrics and chords courtesy Country Tabs, a super website for all you pickers and grinners.

Western Swing? Why thank you for asking. Asleep at the Wheel would like you to swing (and boogie woogie) to Route 66, live from Austin:

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