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Tom: Am
Am G
In the southern part of Texas, east and west of El Paso
Am
Where the mighty Franklin Mountains guard the trail to Mexico.
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There?s a new made widow cryin? and a hurse a-rollin? slow,
Em Am
And I guess that Devil?s passed this way again.
Am G
There?s a lathered sorrel stallion runnin? through the Joshua Trees,
Am
A young man in the saddle with his coat tails in the breeze.
G
Got a six gun on his right hip and a rifle at his knee,
Em Am
And he?s dealin? in a game that he can?t win.
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Am G
Poor Billy Bonney, you?re only twenty-one,
Am
Pat Garrett?s got your name on every bullet in his gun.
G
Each notch you carved on your six-gun?s got a bloody tale to tell
Em Am
Well, you?re a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of hell.
Am G
Them fancy clothes you?re wearin? and the women in your bed,
Am
Can?t take away the faces of the men that you left dead.
G
As you ride across the badlands with a price upon your head,
Em Am
Now that wheel or fortune starts to turn.
Am G
Your reputation?s grown till it?s the biggest in the land,
Am
And there ain?t a lot of people left who wanna call your hand.
G
And I guess you?ll go down shootin? just like all brand of men,
Em Am
And when you shake hands with the Devil you get burned.
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