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High Planes Drifter
Rail Yard Ghosts
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3rd traste
[Intro]
Em B7 Em B7 Am B7 Em
[Verse 1]
He was born at the bottom of a bottle
With whiskey on his breath
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Born with a 5 o'clock shadow
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Never got no rest
[Verse 2]
His guns had sandalwood handles
Am Em
Accustom to the land
He blew in with a passing dust storm
And he left with a bounty on his head
[Chorus]
It's the high planes drifter ah
Am B7 Em
Death rides a pale pale horse
It's the high planes drifter ah
Am B7 Em
Ain't got no remorse
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[Verse 3]
He bought his horse from the devil
His eyes were full of fire
They ran off pullin' liquor
Always hungry for desire
[Verse 4]
He had his way with the women
And he painted the town red
Em
Welcome back to hell boys
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Come collect your dead
[Chorus]
It's the high planes drifter ah
Am B7 Em
Death rides a pale pale horse
It's the high planes drifter ah
Am B7 Em
Ain't got no remorse
Em B7 Em B7
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[Verse 5]
He slipped into the shadows
Am Em
Never to be seen again
They speak his name in whispers
When they speak of his legend
[Chorus]
It's the high planes drifter ah
Am B7 Em
Death rides a pale pale horse
It's the high planes drifter ah
Am B7 Em
Ain't got no remorse
Em B7 Em B7