The Longest Johns | El Fusilado | The Longest Johns | Chumbawamba Cover @thelongestjohns | Uploaded 1 year ago | Updated 2 hours ago
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An incredible true story of Wenceslao Moguel, who was executed by firing squad during the Mexican Revolution before receiving the "coup de grace" or one final shot to the head at point-blank range... and somehow survived!! This story was put to music by the band Chumbawamba, who aside from making memorable football-chant-esque anthems also wrote and recorded some truly wonderful folk songs.
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LYRICS:
Listen close to this crooked mouth
For my story I will tell–o
I lived in Mexico by the
Name of Wenseslao Moguel–o
Left my home in Santiago
The heart of the city of Merida
Served with my brothers and sisters all
For the army of Pancho Villa
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
Ten good shots, I'll take them all
They call me El Fusilado
The Federales captured me
Bound up my arms with wire
Officer came he says, "Take your aim –
Steady your guns and fire!"
Bullet holes all across my chest
Ripped up my shirt and my body–o
Heart beat on through the silenced guns
To the rhythm of life inside me–o
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
Ten good shots, I'll take them all
They call me El Fusilado
Fell to the ground, the officer came
One last shot to the head–o
Heard through the pain as he walked away
And left me there for dead–o
All went quiet so I crawled away
I wasn't giving up to the glory
Ten good shots, I took them all
And lived to tell my story
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
Ten good shots, I'll take them all
They call me El Fusilado
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
Ten good shots, I'll take them all
They call me El Fusilado
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
Ten good shots, I'll take them all
They call me El Fusilado
We'd love to hear your suggestions for other songs you'd like us to cover. Please leave a comment below with your recommendations.
An incredible true story of Wenceslao Moguel, who was executed by firing squad during the Mexican Revolution before receiving the "coup de grace" or one final shot to the head at point-blank range... and somehow survived!! This story was put to music by the band Chumbawamba, who aside from making memorable football-chant-esque anthems also wrote and recorded some truly wonderful folk songs.
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The Longest Johns
https://bio.site/TheLongestJohns
facebook.com/TheLongestJohns
twitter.com/TheLongestJohns
http://www.instagram.com/thelongestjohns
twitch.tv/longestjohnsgaming
discord.gg/DmrBxG8
http://www.thelongestjohns.com
open.spotify.com/artist/5k979N1TnPncUyqlXlaRSv
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LYRICS:
Listen close to this crooked mouth
For my story I will tell–o
I lived in Mexico by the
Name of Wenseslao Moguel–o
Left my home in Santiago
The heart of the city of Merida
Served with my brothers and sisters all
For the army of Pancho Villa
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
Ten good shots, I'll take them all
They call me El Fusilado
The Federales captured me
Bound up my arms with wire
Officer came he says, "Take your aim –
Steady your guns and fire!"
Bullet holes all across my chest
Ripped up my shirt and my body–o
Heart beat on through the silenced guns
To the rhythm of life inside me–o
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
Ten good shots, I'll take them all
They call me El Fusilado
Fell to the ground, the officer came
One last shot to the head–o
Heard through the pain as he walked away
And left me there for dead–o
All went quiet so I crawled away
I wasn't giving up to the glory
Ten good shots, I took them all
And lived to tell my story
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
Ten good shots, I'll take them all
They call me El Fusilado
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
Ten good shots, I'll take them all
They call me El Fusilado
Stand me straight against the nearest wall
Line up your bravest soldiers oh
Ten good shots, I'll take them all
They call me El Fusilado
