Ballad Of The Self Loading Pistol

Capo 4 Intro: F# G F# G F# G F# G F# G F# G Father, I have come to tell you about something I done F# G F# G Well, as the night reared its light head into a baby's sun F# G F# G We rolled down into the town from where the Black Throats come F# G F# G And you know there was a robbery, there was a holdup F# G F# G Oh, there was a shootout, and there was a killing A And there's blood on my hands F# G F# G Today I killed a man F# G F# G F# G F# G Well now, sister, you know me well F# G F# G F# G F# G And you ask me, well, how it was I felt F# G F# G F# G F# G Well, she had an appetite for loving only a fading beauty could possess F# G F# G F# G F# G She knew just what she wanted and she wouldn't take less F# G F# G I figured it was a small town, it was at sundown F# G It was just a small crowd of people around F# G Oh, but he wouldn't put his guns down F# G No, he wouldn't put his guns down F# G Woah, he wouldn't put his guns down A Now, his blood's on my hands F# G F# Today I killed a man G D And papa, you showed me the beauty of buckshot A F# D The love song a bullet sings as she whistles A F# G And showed me the story of the self-loading pistol F# G F# G F# G F# G Well now, father, I have come to tell you about something I done F# G F# G He had a widow running through town screaming F# G F# G He had a brother and his tears were streaming F# G F# G Now I'm moving on the border with a rifle on my shoulder F# G F# G 'Cause daddy, you showed me the beauty of buckshot A F# D The love song a bullet sings as she whistles A F# G And showed me the story of the self-loading pistol F# G F# G And I just come to tell you that it don't hurt no more F# G F# G No, it don't hurt no more 'cause your son, he's an outlaw F# G Oh, your son, he's an outlaw F# G Yes, your son, he's an outlaw F# G Oh, your son, he's an outlaw F# G Now, your son, he's an outlaw F# G Oh, your son, he's an outlaw A Now, his blood feels good on my hands F# G F# Today I killed a man