Chords
Bad

Key: C

Introduction:  C   G   Am   F7M  

                                 C                                                                                       G 
When it's over they will say we two were bandits,
                             Am                                                                                 F7M 
They will document our exploits in the press,
                           C                                                                                         G 
How we terrorized the ranches and the railroads,
                         Am                                                                                   F7M 
How we menaced all the sheriffs in the west,
                             C                                                                                     G 
They will print our little pictures in the paper,
                       Am                                                                                   F7M 
With a list of all our crimes and our arrests,
                             C                                                                                           G 
When it's over they will say we two were bandits,
               Am                                                                       F7M 
And history, as they say, is the rest - we were the best

 C                                                 G                                                                       Am 
I hear a choir of dislocated women singing dirges for their daughters
                               F7M                                                                                           C 
Who had found themselves inside the county jail,
                                                                       G                                                                             Am 
I can feel the precious metal of the barrel of your colt against my heart

               G 
'Cause when we argued you would sometimes pull a gun on me,
                                 Am                                             F7M 
Then we'd think of something,
                                       C                           G                                       Am                             F7M 
It was the rage of the game you were playing me,
 C                                             G                                                                                                 Am 
I see this fire of all the things I'm losing spinning rubies from the saddlebag
       F7M                                                                                 C 
I think that means I may be losing you,
                                                                         G                                                                                                 Am 
And I know that I could take this in my stride if you were riding at my side

                               G 
'Cause you'd be here and through the hoof-dust you would wink at me oh,
                                   Am                                               F7M 
Then you'd think of something,
                                             C                                       G                                     Am                   F7M 
You were the brains of the gang and the bravery,
                                       C                                     G                           Am                     F7M 
And I am afraid of the man who is chasing me.
         C                                                                                                 G 
I don't have a suggestion who these followers could be,
           Am                                                                                         F7M 
But every time I turn around they're gaining on me,
 C                                                                           G 
Lucy is exhausted, she's never seen the sea,
                       Am                                                                                         F7M 
And I know she'd be delighted by your company,
                           C                                                                                                         G 
Now she may not be the quickest horse that you will ever see,
                           Am                                                                                                   F7M 
And she caught a sock of buckshot back in 1933,
                         C                                                                                                     G 
But she likes the smell of powder and she likes the smell of me,
               Am                                                                                 F7M 
She likes the lick of leather on her one, two, three -
                               C                                                                                                     G 
Do you remember when we said we'd go to panama?
                             Am                                                                                                 F7M 
Well that seems somewhat improbable somehow,
                               C                                                                                                 G 
Do you remember all the other things I'd promised you?
                                 Am                                                                     F7M 
They're becoming rather difficult now,
 C                                                                                                           G 
This could be the song we said we'd write for you,
 Am                                                                                               F7M 
I could be those friends you never had,
                       C                                                                                                   G 
'Cause there are many different kinds of criminal,
                 Am                                                                                           F7M 
And there are many different kinds of Bad,
N.C.
 C                                                         G                                                         Am 
I don't know if I can make it back this time,
                                                               F7M 
You have always been the faster rider than me (6x)