A7                                        D7

All of my friends come to see me last night

          A7                               D7

I was layin' in my bed and dyin'

Em               Bm            A     G   F#m

Annie Bonneau, from San Angel,

               Em                                 D7

Say the weather down here, so fine

 

Just then the wind came squalling through the door

But who can the weather command

Just want to have a little peace to die

And a friend or two I love at hand

 

Jam

 

Fever roll up to a hundred and five

Roll on up, gonna roll back down

One more day, I find myself alive

Tomorrow, maybe go beneath the ground

 

C                                           Em                   

See here how everything. lead up to this day

Dm                        Am                            Em

And it's just like any other day that's ever been

D               G                          C          Em   Am

Sun goin' up and then, the sun, it goin' down

Fmaj7                                                  C                               D

Shine through my window and my friends they come around

 Dm                               Fmaj7                             A7

Come around, come around

 

The people might know, but the people don't care

That a man can be as poor as me

Take a look at poor Peter, he's lyin' in pain

Now, let's go run and see

 

D7

Run and see. x4

Jam in D