Tono: C
Introducción:
C
Well I trace shapes in clouds and I saw things I've never seen
Dm
We move like renegades down interstates reload their magazine
C
Almost killed us in that city it was far too close to call
Dm
So we put money in the bags rip wanted posters off the wall
C
Say I`m wanted for a murder of a man I've never seen
Dm
They say I shot him dead, one to his head, somewhere in Holly Springs
C
May have killed a man before not the one that they exclaim
G
They`ll see the barrel of my gun before they ever see me hang
C/G E F/C
Oh if my southern hearts still pumping blood
Am
Still pumping blood
C/G E F/C
Well I'll bury my money in the mighty Mississippi mud
Am
Mississippi mud
C/G E F/C
Oh and if my southern lungs won't let me breath
Am
Won't let me breath
C/G E
Then I'll wait for the cicadas and I`ll let them push it out for me