Bullets In The Gun Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

 Intro D

 They used to D call me lightenin', I was always quick to strike

 Had every- C thing I own in the saddles on my bike

 I G had a reputation for never stayin' very long

 Just like a D wild and restless drifter like a C cowboy in a song D

 I met a D darkhaired beauty where they laid the whiskey down

 In C southern Arizona, in a little border town

 She G had to dance for money in that dusty old saloon

 I dropped a D dollar in the jukebox, C played that girl a tune, yeah D

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  G Never see it comin' just C hits you by sur- G prise,.-

 It's that D cold place in your soul, that A fire in her eye

  C Makes you come together like wild G horses when they run

 Now, the D cards are on the table and the C bullets in the gun D

 She was D sittin' on my lap, we still had shots to kill

 When a C man pulled up who owned the bar in a cadillac deville

 He G grabbed her by her raven hair and threw her in the floor

 Said, "No D free ride for the cowboy that ain't C what I pay you for, no" D

 She jumped D up and grabbed my pistol stuck it in the fat man's back

 Said, " C Open up the safe, put your money in the sack"

  G Tied his hands behind him and blindfolded his eyes

 Said, "If you're D dumb enough to chase us, man, you're C dumb enough to die" D

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  G Never see it comin' just C hits you by sur- G prise,.-

 It's that D cold place in your soul, that A fire in her eye

  C Makes you come together like wild horses when they run

 Now, the D cards are on the table and the C bullets in the gun D

 Inst.: | D | A | C | D ---

 We D rode across the border down into Mexico

 When you're C runnin' from the law, ain't that where everybody goes

 We G came to a town with a name I couldn't spell

 She D gave me what I came for in that C Mexican motel D

  D I woke up to sirens and the sound of runnin' feet

 There were C 50 Federales locked and loaded in the street

 She G grabbed my 44, I grabbed the money in the sack

 I D kissed her for the last time and we C headed out the back D

  D Every gun was on us and every heartbeat poundin'

 The C only thing left to do when they got you all surrounded

 She G fired that old pistol, but we didn't stand a prayer

  D Money hit the gravel, C bullets filled the air D

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  G Never see it comin' just C hits you by sur- G prise,.-

 It's that D cold place in your soul, that A fire in her eye

  C Makes you come together like wild G horses when they run

 Now, the D cards are on the table and the C bullets in the gun