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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] A D x8 [Verse 1]
DThere was a man who owned a paEmrt of town F#Approached me in his F#mown saloon and said, "Ghey boy, sit down D"Was I unemployed oEmr would I like a job" F#mHe said he owned the stageline, aGnd were men who liked to rob DHe offered me Ahis daughter's hand, aGdvance of saDlary A fancy gun, Aa pair of boots, Ga share in the company
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Now I ride Dshotgun on his Gstageline DI ride shotgun Aon his life DI ride shotgun Aon his money DI ride shotgun Aon his wife D AShotgun.D.. rGider... shAotgun..D. rGider
[Interlude] A G D A G D [Verse 2]
DThere were outlaws who Emwaited on the tF#rail For the stagecoach daily run with Gpayrolls and the mail They spied our Ddust and Emsaddled up to ride F#They saw the worried driver with me sGittin' at his side They Dcircled 'round the Astagecoach, Git was their daily fun D Until they saw the driver smile Aand spied my trusty gun G
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Now I ride Dshotgun on his Gstageline DI ride shotgun Aon his life DI ride shotgun Aon his money DI ride shotgun Aon his wife D AShotgun.D.. rGider... shAotgun..D. rGider
[Interlude] A G D A G D [Verse 3]
DWe caught the outlaws and Emtook them back to jail F#Sent for the county marshall and Gwould not post a bail Sent 'em up the Driver.... ha!... that Emsure cleaned up the town F#I was elected sheriff and the Gmayor asked me down DI now own half the Astageline, and Ghalf the rest Dof town DI go to church on ASunday... GI think I've settled down
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Now I ride Dshotgun on his Gstageline DI ride shotgun Aon his life DI ride shotgun Aon his money DI ride shotgun Aon his wife D Now I ride Dshotgun on his Gstageline DI ride shotgun Aon his life DI ride shotgun Aon his money DI ride shotgun Aon his wife D AShotgun... riDderG... shotguAn... rider D G
[Outro] A G D A G D