Tom: G
G
D
Like a corn in a field I cut you down
Am
F7(9)
I threw the last punch too hard
G
E7
After years of goin' steady, well I thought that it was time
Am
C/D
To throw in my hand for a new set of cards
G/B
D
And I can't take you dancin' out on the weekend
Am
F7(9)
I figured we'd painted too much of this town
G
E7
And I tried not to look as I walked to my wagon
Am
D
D#º
Em7
A7
And I knew then I had lost what should have been fou-nd
Am
D
C
G
I knew then I had lost what should have been found
Fm
Bb7
Eb
C
And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
C#
D#
I'm low as a paid assassin is
G#
D#/G
Fm
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
Bº
G#
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up
C#
You know I can't think straight no more
Bb7
C#/D#
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
C#/G#
G#
In the gun of Robert Ford
G
D
Like a child when his toys have been stepped on
Am
F7(9)
That's how it all seemed to me
G
E7
I burst the bubble that both of us lived in
Am
C/D
And I'm damned if I'll ever get rid of this guilt that I feel
G/B
D
And if looks could kill then I'd be a dead man
Am
F7(9)
Your friends and mine don't call no more
G
E7
Hell, I thought it was best but now I feel branded
Am
D
D#º
Em7
A7
Breaking up is sometimes like breakin' the law
Am
D
C
G
Breaking up is sometimes like breakin' the law
Fm
Bb7
Eb
C
And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
C#
D#
I'm low as a paid assassin is
G#
D#/G
Fm
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
Bº
G#
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up
C#
You know I can't think straight no more
Bb7
C#/D#
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
C#/G#
G#
In the gun of Robert Ford
Fm
Bb7
Eb
C
And I feel like a bullet in the gun of Robert Ford
C#
Eb7
I'm low as a paid assassin is
G#
D#/G
Fm
You know I'm cold as a hired sword
Bº
G#
I'm so ashamed, can't we patch it up
C#
You know I can't think straight no more
Bb7
C#/D#
You make me feel like a bullet, honey, in the gun
C#/G#
C#m6/G#
G#
In the gun of Robert Ford