The Lovells Stockade Blues

[Verso 1] N.C. G7 I sing a worried song because Im a worried man G7 I dont remember what it was but it must have been bad C7 I walked and walked all through the night C7 But Id never come to understand G7 E7 A7 D7 G7 How in the morning when the sun came up I found that pistol in my hand Em7 A7 D7 G7 D7 G7 God damn, I found that pistol in my hand [Verso 2] G7 Nothing happens but by chance boy, was their final word G7 But I say were just on a breeze whirling around the world C7 Maybe theyre right C7 It could be true C7 That Im where Im meant to be G7 E7 A7 D7 G7 Cuz I prefer the torture of my thoughts, theyve never lied to me Em7 Not once A7 D7 G7 Theyve never, ever lied to me [Ponte] C7 G7 Cuz if you rub your hands together long enough you might strike gold C7 D7 But if you wait around a month or two it will seem so old [Verso 3] G7 Well I got that kind of trouble, makes a poor boy want to roam C7 G7 Same kind of trouble makes a young girl stay at home Em7 And Ill be here until Im down to skin and bones A7 D7 G7 I got the Lovells Stockade blues Em7 Theres no way out A7 D7 G7 I got the Lovells Stockade blues