Tom: G
Introdução: G F Dm
Dm Am/D G
Once I was young and so unsure
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I'd try any ill to find the cure
Bm G
An old man told me
Bm E
Tried to scold me
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Whoa son, don't wade too deep in Bitter Creek.
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Out where the desert meets the sky
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it's where I go when I wanna hide
Bm G
Oh peyote
Bm E
Tried to show me
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You know there ain't no cause to weep in Bitter Creek
Dm Am/D G
Gonna hit the road for one last time
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Gonna walk right in and steal 'em blind
Bm G
All that money (all that money)
Bm E
No more runnin'
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And I can't wait to see the old man's face when I win the race