Tom: G
Introdução:
C C7
As the Sun is sinking low
F Fm
And the evening's tucked in tow
C Am G G7
On the horizon, my true love I see-e-e-e-eee
C C7
She ain't fancy, she ain't fine
F Fm
While her fingers number only nine
C Am F G
She's the belle of the ball of the insurgency
C Am
She's my Bandit Queen, laying beneath the moon
F G
In a bandit cave, a blanket laid for two
C Am
If I could find a way to your hideaway by the sea
F G7 C
O Bandit Queen, steal away to me
Am
Somewhere on a mountain, by a starry water fountain
C C/B
In an alcove hid by some trees
Am
Amidst a pile of treasure, reclining at her leisure
F G
My ladylove sniffs at the breeze
F
And sitting up, she adjusts her turban
C
And takes another swig from a bottle of bourbon
D7 G
And listening to the whistling of the train in station
Odds are it will never reach its destination
C Am
'Cause the Bandit Queen, astride her steed will ride
F G C
Oh, let me be the one to lay within your theivin' arms tonight