Tom: F
Introdução:
F
I stole a rag top Cadillac,
going home I had to cross the tracks.
Bb
Train was coming when the engine died.
F
I jumped out and watched the two colide.
C
I barely had the time to save my hide.
F
Can't even do wrong right.
F
Without a dime at 35, I have up on the good life.
Bb F
I robbed a bank with my .45, I was headed for the border line.
C
When my gas tank went bone dry.
F
Can't even do wrong right.
Bb F
Back where I come from, well they call it hard luck.
G C
But that judge of mine, just called it hard time.
F
I'm payin' my dues doing time,
the wardens teaching me to walk the line.
Bb
But temptation he's a friend of mine,
F
he found us a fence to climb.
C
But then the spot light robbed us blind.
F
Can't even do wrong right.
Bb F
Back where I come from, well they call it hard luck.
G C
But that judge of mine, just called it hard time.
F Bb
I can't even do wrong right
I can't even do wrong right
F
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