Tom: G
G Em
Cortes sailed on his boat so brave
Bm
It was too late to trade
Am7
His treasures for feathers
D
As he was sinking down under the waves
D7
Where his cannons won’t fire
G
And his flags won’t wave no more
Em
And those shipwrecked ghosts
C
Floating like driftwood
D
‘Til one bright morning
D7
They come washing up on your shore
[Chorus]
G D
Oh now don’t tell ‘em everything thing you know
C
Let the whole world wonder
G D
When the time is right to give up the gold
C
Hold a little back for the folks back home
G
Checked out of my room
Em
Walked down to the Rio Grande
Bm
Fortune teller on the sidewalk
Am7
Laughing at the way I talk
D
He drew a map upon my hand
D7 G
Said what’s to be and what might have been
E
So I pulled up these chains
C
And set a course for the Spanish main
D
And I’ll be coming back someday
D7
Baby, but I don’t know when
[Chorus]
G D
Oh now don’t tell ‘em everything you know
C
Let the whole world wonder
G D
When the time is right to give up the gold
C
Hold a little back for the folks back home
Em C
Empty handed ‘cept for a sidewalk rose
Bm
Hey mama, it ain’t easy
C
To keep that skillet good and greasy
D
A pot of coffee on the stove
[Chorus]
G D
Now don’t tell ‘em everything you know
C
Let the whole world wonder
G D
When the time is right to give up the gold
C
Hold a little back for the folks back home
(Hold a little back for the folks)
[Chorus]
G D
Don’t tell ‘em everything you know
C
Let the whole world wonder
G D
When the time is right to give up the gold
C
Hold a little back for the folks back home
