C


[Verse]

Got a letter from my Baby
                         G
Said she was way down in Rio

Just soaking up the sun
                         C
Joking with some sun ten heroes
                                              G
On the very next flight from New York City up to Rio

She left the port with a new escort
                      C
And headed for Puerto Rico
                                            G
So I hopped a boat the first to float and I sailed away
                                         C
Then nothing like being in the carribean hurting this way
                                              G
But she'd already gone at some guy met she on Mexico

I can just see her not lying around
                   C
On the sands of Acapulco


[Chorus]

So give me some rum give me some coke
                                G
They're in the fact to kill the pain

The only kind of drink that I ain't had
                          C
Is the Burbon street hurricane

But she's living it up I'm drinking em down
                         F
So pull me some sad one wine
      G
Let's drink a surround to the one I ain't found
                      C
That runaway Woman Of Mine


[Verse 2]

                                           G
Have a feeling that my Baby ain't go be in Mexico
                                 C
As sure I show up she already be gone I know

Yes I'm hanging around and soak some local
G
Colour in wine

Oh I'm giving it up she's hurt me too much
                      C
That runaway Woman Of Mine



[Chorus 2]

So give me some rum give me some coke
                                G
They're in the fact to kill the pain

The only kind of drink that I ain't had
                          C
Is the Burbon street hurricane

But she's living it up I'm drinking em down
                         F
So pull me some sad one wine
      G
Let's drink a surround to the one I ain't found
                      C
That runaway Woman Of Mine


[Chorus 3]

So give me some rum give me some coke
                                G
They're in the fact to kill the pain

The only kind of drink that I ain't had
                          C
Is the Burbon street hurricane

But she's living it up I'm drinking em down
                         F
So pull me some sad one wine
      G
Let's drink a surround to the one I ain't found
                      C
That runaway Woman Of Mine


[Chorus 4]

So give me some rum give me some coke
                                G
They're in the fact to kill the pain

The only kind of drink that I ain't had
                          C
Is the Burbon street hurricane

But she's living it up I'm drinking em down
                         F
So pull me some sad one wine
      G
Let's drink a surround to the one I ain't found
                      C
That runaway Woman Of Mine