This is the sixth song off of Dylan's underrated -Street Legal- album.  I
happen to love the song (and some of the album, itself) to death.  Anyway,
what one should remember about this is that there are a lot of bass walk-
downs in this song, and they are slow, as is the song.  What I mean, for
example, is that, say the song moves from C to Am, the bass goes C, B, A.


[Verse 1]

Señor,

Señor,
             
Can you tell m

           
e where we hea

ding?
              
Lincoln County

              
 Road or Armag

  
eddon?
              
Seems like I b

             
een down this 

      
way before
            
Is there any t

              
ruth in that, 


Señor?

[Verse 2]

Señor,

Señor,
             
Do you know wh

          
ere she's hidi

ng?
              
How long are w

           
e gonna be rid

ing?
              
How long must 

             
I keep my eyes

              
 glued to the 


door?
            
Will there be 

              
any comfort he

    
re, Señor?

[Verse 3]
             
There's a wick

              
ed wind still 

              
blowing on tha

  
t upper deck
             
There's an iro

              
n cross still 

              
hanging down f

    
rom around her

 neck
             
There's a marc

              
hing band stil

              
l playing in t

     
heir vacant lo

t
             
Where she held

              
 me in her arm

              
s one time and

       
 said "forget 

what we got"

[Verse 4]

Señor,

Señor,
             
I can see the 

        
painted wagon
              
Smell the tail

      
 of a dragon
              
Can't stand th

             
e suspense any


more
            
Can you tell m

              
e who to conta

         
ct here, Señor

?

[Instrumental] (all of the verse chords with the cool mandolin)
        

[Verse 5]
             
Well the last 

              
thing I rememb

              
er before they

 
 stripped and 

kneeled
             
Was a train lo

              
ad of fools bo

              
gged down in a

 
 Magnetic fiel

d
             
The gypsy, wit

              
h his broken f

          
lag and a flas

hing ring
             
He say, "Son t

              
his ain't a dr

              
eam no more, i

        
t's the real t

hing"

[Verse 6]

Señor,

Señor,
              
You know their

             
 hearts here a

           
re hard as lea

ther
              
Well give me a

              
 minute, let m

  
e get it toget

her
             
Just gotta pic

              
k myself up of

      
f the floor
            
I'm ready when

          
 you are, Seño

r?

Another Instrumental like the first Instrumental

[Verse 7]

Señor,

Señor,
             
Let's overturn

       
 these tables
              
Disconnect the

   
se cables
              
This place don

             
't make sense 

          
to me no more
            
Can you tell m

              
e what we're w

            
aiting for, Se

ñor?


The song fades out and ends on the verse chords and that is about it.
The Am* chords are played by striking the Am chord, then you release all your
fingers so that you strike all open strings (except for the low E and A
strings), then you strike back on the Am chord.  It may not be accurate but
that is how I make sense out of that part of the song.