Hợp âm Ballad Of A Well Known Gun

Lời & hợp âm

[Verse 1]
[Am]I pu[G]lled[F][C][Am][G][F][C][F]
[C]out my Stagecoach Times
and read the latest [F]news
I [G]tapped my feet in dumb surprise,
of course I saw they knew
[C]The Pinkertons,
they pulled out my bags
and asked me for my [F]name
I [G]stuttered out my answers,
oh my head is [C]shamed
[F]Now [C]they've found me,
at last they've [G]found me
It's hard to [F]run from a starving fam[C]ily
Now they've found me, no I won't [F]run
I'm tired of hear[C]ing,
[Am]there [G]goes a [F]well -known [C]gun
Now I've seen this chain gang,
[Am]let [C]me see my [F]priest
I [G]could not face your desert sand
or burning brown back[C]beats
The poor house they had built for my kin
and claimed were crumbling [F]walls
[G]Now I know how Reno felt
when he run from the [C]law[F]
[C]Now they've found me,
oh at last they've [G]found me
It's hard to [F]run from a starving fam[C]ily
Now they've found me
No, I won't [F]run
I'm tired of [C]hearing
[Am]There [G]goes a [F]well -known [C]tongue
Now they've found me
But at last they [G]found me
It's hard to [F]run
From a starving fam[C]ily[C]
Now they've found me