The Ballad Of Jesse James

          G                            Am
They hung my daddy's brother, left him swinging over me
       Am                               C
I went off to get my vengeance underneath a flag of red
         G                                 Am
And that angel on my shoulder, she ain't spoke to me since then
Hey hey hey
( Am  C  G  Am )
( Am  C  G  Am )
       Am                            C
Well I tried my hand at working, but working was not me
     G                                Am
So I left my wife and children in the state of Missouri
        Am                          C
I went off to make my living for my daughter and my son
      G                          Dm
And I found an occupation at the wrong end of a gun

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      Am                     C
Lying here looking up at the cracks in the roof
       G                                 E
Well I thought you were my friend, but I guess I was a fool
           F                        Am
There's no pain, only blood and the smoke from your gun
      Dm            E      Am
And I ain't on the run anymore
Ooohhh
( Am  C  G  Am )
( Am  C  G  Am )
       Am                               C
Well I joined a band of brothers, those brothers took my name
        G                                 Am
We were feared across the country, as the gang of Jesse James
     Am                             C
Some folks call me a hero but those folks don't know me well
           G
There's no place for me in Heaven, there's no
Dm
Place for me in Hell
      Am                     C
Lying here looking up at the cracks in the roof
       G                                 E
Well I thought you were my friend, but I guess I was a fool
           F                        Am
There's no pain, only blood and the smoke from your gun
      Dm            E      Am         Dm
And I ain't on the run anymore, no I ain't on the
E      F  Am  (C  G  F  Am  C  G)    (Am)
Run anymore

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          G                                  Am
You'll be off to get your silver, just like Judas with no kiss
         Am                             C
And that angel on my shoulder looked me deeply in the eye
       G                                    F
As she turned to face that doorway, I could hear that angel cry
      Am                     C
Lying here looking up at the cracks in the roof
       G                                 E
Well I thought you were my friend, but I guess I was a fool
        F                      Am
With my colt forty-four laying cold on the floor
      Dm            E     Am          Dm
And I ain't on the run anymore, no I ain't on the
E      Am
Run anymore
( Am C G Am )