Three Pistols

B    D    A    E
B    D    A    E

  B   D             A        E
Tom Thompson came paddling past
  B            D           A        E
I'm pretty sure it was him
       B        D      A    E
And he spoke so softly in accordance
           B       D      A        E
With the growing of the dim
          B            D         A           E
He said, "Bring on the brand new renaissance
B       D         A       E
Cause I think I'm ready
B         D       A         E
I've been shaking all night long
B        D         A        E
  But my hands are steady."

G                D        A
Three pistols came
G                   D     A        G
and three people went, on their way
G             D        A
Three pistols strong      and three people spent
B  D  A  E
B  D  A  E

        B         D      A       E
Well he found his little lonely love
    B            D        A      E
His bride of the northern woods
         B       D      A      E
But, she took me to the Opera House
B          D        A        E
  Like she said she would
         B              D             A    E
Then she sighed and she fell from the balcony
B           D       A         E
Shakespeare bent to touch
    B     D       A        E
She never had any time for me
        B         D     A  E
Cause I didn't protest enough

G                D        A
Three pistols came
G                   D     A        G
and three people went, on their way
G           D          A
Two pistols strong        and three people spent
B A B  A A E   A A
B A B  A A E   A A

B A B                              A A E
Little girls come on remembrance day
                             A A
Placing flowers on his grave
    B A B                             A A E
She waits in the shadows 'til after dark
                        A A
To sweep them all away
       B A B                               A A E
I say, bring on the brand new renaissance
                        A A
Cause I think I'm ready
B A B                         A A E
I've been shaking all night long
                        A A
But my hands are steady

G                D        A
Three pistols came
G                   D     A        G
and three people went, on their way
G             D           A
Three pistols strong        and three people spent
G                D        A
Three pistols came
G                   D     A        G
and three people went, on their way
G           D             A
One pistol strong           and three people spent

B A B  A A E  A A
B A B  A A E  A A
B A B  A A E  A A
B A B  A A E  A A
B A B

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