Cowboy Junkies - Pale sun

^AmFifty miles from ^EmDakota territory ^CCheyenne ^Escalp hangs from his ^Ambelt

^AmFound him alone ^Emwashing in the Bighorn ^Ca steady ^Eaim and he ^Ambagged his game

^DmPale sun falls without ^Amcontest ^DmHere is obedient ^Amdarkness

^GHe will not ^Amreturn

^AmWhite Cadillac, ^Emwhite man at the wheel, ^Cwhite faces on the ^Emountain, ^Amwounds that will never heal

^AmBlack clouds overhead, ^Emold man says looks like rain ^CThieves' Road winds to the ^EBlack Hills sign says ^AmSouth Dakota, U.S.A.

^DmGrass plains stretch to the ^Amhorizon, ^Dmnot a soul can be found ^Amon them

^GThey will not ^Amreturn Bb C C Bb A Am7 A Bb Am7 Bb A Bb C C Bb A Am7 A Bb Am7 A

^AmOld rusted pickup and a mad dog in t^Emhe yard, ^Cpurple paint peels but ^Efails to reveal the ^Ambitterness that grows inside

^AmCloud of dust in the distance, ^Emstrange knock beneath my hood ^CIs it better to have words ^Eleft unsaid than to have ^Amwords misunderstood?

^DmPale sun falls without ^Amcontest ^DmHere is obedient ^Amdarkness

^GIt will r^Ameturn ^GI know it will ^Amreturn

^GIt will r^Ameturn.