Outlaw

Intro G Am F x4 [Verso 1] G Am F I'm a-running low 20 miles south of Kansas City G Am F Living dog-tired, weary-eyed, hiding from the law G Am F Feeling worn down, bleeding out, Lord, I'm barely breathing G Am F Not a second spent reading this writing on the wall [Verso 2] G Am N.C. F There's a reason I carry this shotgun on my shoulder G Am F I've been caught between aiming and holding on the reins G Am F Oh I love it and I hate it that everybody knows me G Am F Yeah, I'm terrified, sorry, and prideful of my name [Pré-Refrão] G Am F And if I need a mirror, I check the posters G Am F And if I need a hand, you'll never know G Am F But every day that long black train gets closer G Am F My trigger's begging, but I ain't ready to go [Refrão] N.C. G Am F I'm a dangerous man, a young gun, a Jesse James G Am F For the blood on my hands, I'm yelling, someone stop the train G Am F I'm a slave to the cards, like Doc Henry Holliday G Am F Praying Lord, I know only you can come and make a way N.C. Out of the outlaw Interlude G Am F G Am F [Verso 3] G Am F Wasn't long ago I was the hero of the story G Am F Now the villain I hated, I realize I am G Am F Oh, I swear I knew better, but somehow took the taking G Am F Now I'm twice of the size that I was, but half the man [Pré-Refrão] G Am F If I need a mirror, I check the posters G Am F If I need a hand, you'll never know G Am F Just call the undertaker when it's over G Am F He's buried men that never die a thousand times before [Refrão] N.C. G Am F I'm a dangerous man, a young gun, a Jesse James G Am F For the blood on my hands, I'm yelling, someone stop the train G Am F I'm a slave to the cards, like Doc Henry Holliday G Am F Praying Lord, I know only you can come and make a way N.C. Out of the outlaw Interlude G Am F G Am F Out of the outlaw G Am F G Am F [Ponte] Dm I've been running through worn-out country Am G Got two warm bullets to keep me company Dm I ain't no saint, but at least I'm something Am G Just nothing I like to be [Refrão] N.C. G Am F I'm a dangerous man, a young gun, a Jesse James G Am F For the blood on my hands, I'm yelling, someone stop the train G Am F I'm a slave to the cards, like Doc Henry Holliday G Am F Praying Lord, I know only you can come and make a way N.C. Out of the outlaw Outro G Am F x7 G Am