The Long Arm of Justice chords and lyrics - GINO VANNELLI

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[Intro 1]
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[E][Am]

[Verse 1]
It was a [Am]high
summer night along the Ouachita
Where in [G]a town named Mammoth [Am]Hill
[E]A b[C]oy was found at
Times [D]Picayune said
[Am]Left [F]headless by the cotton gin [Esus4]mill[E]
John [Am]Law was slow so the road ran free
From [D]the swamps of Louisiana
to the [F]hills of Tennessee
Then [C#dim]on to the Car ol[C#m]ines[D]
where it [Ebdim]brought hard t[Am]imes
[E]To [F]many [E]a family
[Am][Adim][E][Am]

[Verse 2]
[C]One[Am] Otis Ray
Stone weren't nobody's fool
He had the [Bdim]look of[F] a r[G]ighteous man[Am][E]
By [C]day he plied [D]his trade as a teacher
[Am]While by [F]night getting blood on
[G]his hand[Bdim]s[E]
[Am]For thirty five years running
high on the loose
[D]Two steps ahead of the
[F]hangman's noose
Indeed, it seemed [C#dim]Otis Ray
[D]Stone would [Ebdim]never ato[E]ne
For [F]what he done [E]to many a poor youth
[Am]

[Verse 3]
Yet the [D]long arm of [Gsus4]justice
[E]reaches [Am]far[Em][Am]
From the [D]banks of the [Dm]Ouachita
[E]to the hig[Am]hest sta[F]r[Am]
Like the [D]hour hand on the
[G]wall[Gsus4][G]
[C#]Like [C]a snail [Daug]creep ing
[F#dim]at a dead[F] crawl[E]
One [Eb]fine [D]day in some
[Eb]myster[G]ious [C]way
[Bm]Justice [E]finds [F]us [Am]all[G#aug][E][Am]

[Interlude 1]
It finds us all
[Am][D][Am][E][Am][C]
[Am][D][Am][C][Am][D]
[Am]Many

[Verse 4]
years hence on a
Death Val[G]ley [Am]Road
[E]While [G]jackin' up his [C]broke- [Am]down car
[E]Came hel[Gm]l on whe[C]els that
[F#dim]left Otis R[D]ay
Lying [F]flat on the hot
burnin' [Am]tar[F][Bb]
For [Am]three long days, [G]not a [Am]drop on his tongue
[D]Suffering every cra[Em]wler
[Am]'neath the [F]desert sun
And [Am]old [C#dim]Otis Ray s[C]crea[D]med while a
crow [Ebdim]picked his eyes cl[Am]ean
[F]Before his dyi[G#aug]ng was do[Eaug]ne[Am]

[Verse 5]
[Am]The [D]long arm of [G]justice[Gsus4]
[E]reaches [Am]far[Em][Am]
From [D]the banks of [Dm]the Ouachita
[E]to the hig[Am]hest sta[F]r[Am]
Like the [D]hour hand on the [Am]wall[G][C#dim]
Like a [C]snail [F#dim]creeping at a
[F]dead [E]crawl[Eaug]
[F]One fine [Am]day in some
[Eb]mys [G]terious [C]way
[B]Justice [Bdim]finds us[E] all[Em][Am]
[G][Am]

[Interlude 2]
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[Verse 6]
Now, [Am]the mortal remains
of Otis Ray Stone
Were [Dm]never made [Am]manifest
[E]'Cause what a crow had[C]
done [Daug]to both his [D]eyes
Ten [Gaug]buzzards [F]did to the
[G]res[E]t[Eaug][E][F]
And [Am]all that was, was a blot on the land
A [D]heap of grey dust
[F]in the shape of a [Cm]man
[C]And the[C#dim] last of Otis [D]Ray was
finally [Ebdim]swept awa[Am]y
[F]By [E]the blowing sand

[Outro 1]
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