Joe Bean

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[Verse 1]
Last time we were here at Folsom Prison, they
[C]were hanging Joe Bean.
Is Joe still here, Joe Bean? Hang the son of a bitch anyways, right?
Well, they're [G]hanging Joe Bean this morning,
for [C]killing a man in Arkansas.
Funny thing about it,
Joe Bean [G]has never been to Arkansas.
On top of [C]that,
Joe Bean never heard of [F]the man.
In fact, [G]today is Joe Bean's
twentieth [C]birthday.

[Verse 2]
See through the prison [C]bars, Joe Bean,
see where the gallows [G]stand.
Just [C]twenty short years from the [F]day you were born,
you [C]died by the [G]hangman's [C]hand.
Yes, they're hanging Joe Bean this morning,
for a shooting that he nev[G]er did.
He killed [C]20 men,
by the [F]time he was 10, he [C]was an [G]unruly [C]kid.
Yes, they're [F]hanging Joe

[Verse 3]
Bean for the
[C]one shooting that [G]Joe Bean never [C]did.
Well, Joe, your mother is at the Capitol,
asking the governor [G]for a stay.
And it's hard on her[C], 'cause she k[F]nows where you were,
on [G]that particular [C]day.
You were [F]working Joe Bean, hard work[C]ing,
[G]robbing the Santa [C]Fe.

[Verse 4]
Well, the telegraph [C]wires
are humming.
Here, the governor's
words come [G]through.
He said, "I can[C]'t set you free, it's [F]not up to me,
but there's much, [C]Joe [G]Bean, I'll [C]do.
I'll [F]join your mother in ex[C]tending [G]Birthday greetings
to [C]you. Happy Birth[G]day, [C]Joe Bean."

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