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Tom: C

Introdução: 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-F7M
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
                                                    F7M                                                                                           C
              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
                                              F7M                                                                                                                   C
                              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)