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[Verse]
F#m A E
We came down from the mountain in the rain
G#m A B
And our buckskins dried on the warm and the windy plain
A E
When our horses tired, we walked them on up the rise
F#m A G#m F#m E
With our hat brims pulled down low all across our eyes
F#m A E
And the dusty town lay before us, in the setting sun
G#m A B
Turned a bloody red on the barrels of my scattergun
A E
And your Henry rifle hung behind your saddle bowl
F#m A G#m F#m E
And my hands were sweating buddy and my blood ran cold
F#m A E
And we circled `round, put our backs to the sunset rays
G#m A B
And we moved through town in the shadows and the alley ways
A E
And we hitched our horses `round behind the grocery store
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Then you hit the street and I covered from the grocery door
F#m A E
And the cards were drawn, in the barroom poker game
G#m A B
But the playing stops when I hear you call the dealer's name
A E
And your shadow falls like a carpet to the barroom door
F#m A G#m F#m E
And it crossed my mind that I never killed a man before
F#m A E
And the figure framed in the doorway made the call
G#m A B
And your rifle flamed and he crumpled up against the wall
A E
Then you took it slow as you backed off down the street
F#m A G#m F#m E
And I saw you throw a dollar at the dead man's feet
F#m A E
And we rode out for the mountains and the plains
G#m A B
Not a word was spoke until we tasted the mountain rain
A E
And a man lay dead in the town we left behind
F#m A B
And my Pappy said, "Son, I know you're not the killin' kind
A E
But there comes a time when the thing just must be done
G#m A B
And it's a dyin' crime when a gambler slays my eldest son"
A E
And an unarmed boy in a mountain grave is lain
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And his tears ran down and they mingled with the mountain rain
