Tom: G
G D
Like a corn in a field I cut you down
Am F7/9
I threw the last punch too hard
G E7
After years of goin' steady, well I thought that it was time
Am C/D
To throw in my hand for a new set of cards
G/B D
And I can't take you dancin' out on the weekend
Am F7/9
I figured we'd painted too much of this town
G E7
And I tried not to look as I walked to my wagon
Am D D#º Em7 A7
And I knew then I had lost what should have been fou-nd
Am D C G
I knew then I had lost what should have been found
Fm Bb7 Eb C
And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
C# D#
I'm low as a paid assassin is
G# D#/G Fm
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
Bº G#
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up
C#
You know I can't think straight no more
Bb7 C#/D#
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
C#/G# G#
In the gun of Robert Ford
G D
Like a child when his toys have been stepped on
Am F7/9
That's how it all seemed to me
G E7
I burst the bubble that both of us lived in
Am C/D
And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid of this guilt that I feel
G/B D
And if looks could kill then I'd be a dead man
Am F7/9
Your friends and mine don't call no more
G E7
Hell, I thought it was best but now I feel branded
Am D D#º Em7 A7
Breaking up is sometimes like breakin' the law
Am D C G
Breaking up is sometimes like breakin' the law
Fm Bb7 Eb C
And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
C# D#
I'm low as a paid assassin is
G# D#/G Fm
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
Bº G#
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up
C#
You know I can't think straight no more
Bb7 C#/D#
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
C#/G# G#
In the gun of Robert Ford
Fm Bb7 Eb C
And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
C# Eb7
I'm low as a paid assassin is
G# D#/G Fm
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
Bº G#
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up
C#
You know I can't think straight no more
Bb7 C#/D#
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
C#/G# C#m6/G# G#
In the gun of Robert Ford
