everything that lives moves . . .

everything that lives moves . . .

Friday, September 9, 2016


Jeff Bridges
Source:  Internet
 

*Melody inspired by “The Quest” as sung by Jeff Bridges:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yn_35KtOzaM
 

 
 
I Hope You Made it Out of Mexicali OK

D                               G                     D
Ain’t it funny how dreams just appear
                                                                                         A   
Maybe not so funny, you’re somewhere and I am here
G                      D                  A                   Bm 
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had a good life . . . .  
D                                                   A                      D
A job with good pay, A lovely daughter and wife

Chorus
              G                       Bm   
Well it’s twenty years later, but it seems like yesterday . . . .
G                                                     A     D
I hope you made it out of Mexicali OK
G                                                     A     D
I hope you made it out of Mexicali OK . . . .


D                                                         G                         D      
Remember when I asked if you’d run with me tonight
                                                                            A
Get of that whorehouse, across the borderline  
       G                     D                          A                           Bm
You smiled for a moment and my heart skipped a beat . . . .  
                          D                                      A                        D
But then your eyes teared up and you stepped to the street

 
Chorus
 
                      D                      G                   D   
Searchin’ for meaning in a world full of blues 
                                                                                                  A                                                          
Can’t read the morning paper, can’t watch the evenin’ news
G                        D                   A              Bm            
No use payin’ attention or stickin’ around . . . .  
              D                                              A                            D
When I dream of your smile, I was lost but now I’m found

Chorus

 

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