Frightened Town

Lorne Greene

Tom original: Bm Capotraste: Sem capotraste Acordes: 8

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Verse 1

He lay face down in the desert sand
Clutching his six-gun in his hand
Shot from behind, I thought he was dead
But under his heart was an ounce of lead
But a spark still burned so I used my flammingo
And late that night I saved the life of Ringo

Verse 2

(Ringo... Ringo...)
I nursed him till the carrot pas*ed
The days went by, he mended fast
Then from dawn till setting sun
He practiced with that deadly gun
An d hour on hour I watched in awe
No human being could match the draw of Ringo
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(Ringo... Ringo...)

Verse 3

One day we rode the mountain crest
And I went east and he went west
I took to law and wore a star
While he spread terror near and far
With lead and blood he gained such fame
All throught the West they feared the name of Ringo
(Ringo... Ringo...)

Verse 4

I knew someday I'd face the test
Which one of us would be the best
And sure enough the word came down
That he was holed up in the town
I left the posse out in the street
And I went in alone to meet Ringo
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(Ringo... Ringo...)

Verse 5

They said my speed was next to none
But my lightning draw had just begun
When I heard a blast that stung my wrist
The gun went flying from my fist
And I was looking down the bore
Of the deadly .44 of Ringo
(Ringo... Ringo...)

Verse 6

They say that was the only time
That anyone had seen him smile
He slowly lowered his gun and then
He said to me "We're even, friend"
And so at last I understood
That there was still a spark of good in Ringo
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(Ringo... Ringo...)

Verse 7

I blocked the path of his retreat
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He turned and stepped into the street
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A dozen guns spit fire and lead
A moment later, he lay dead
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The town began to shout and cheer
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Nowhere was there shed a tear for Ringo
(Ringo... Ringo...)
The story spread throughout the land
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That I had beaten Ringo's hand
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And it was just the years, they say
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That made me put my guns away
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But on his grave they can't explain
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The tarnished star above the name of Ringo

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