Elton John - Ballad of a well known gun

^DI pulled out my Stage Coach Times and I read the latest ^Gnews. A D G A7 D G G/A I tapped my feet in dumb surprise and of course I saw they knew. The ^DPinkertons pulled ^Gout my bags and ^Dasked me for my n^Game. A D A * D D7 * G/A D D7 * I stuttered out my answer and hung my head in shame.

^G/ANow they've ^Dfound me. At last they've ^A7found me. It's hard to ^Grun from a starving ^Dfamily. G/A D * G D G * G/D Now they've found me. Well I won't run. * D Bm A/C# G D I'm tired of hearing "There goes a well-known gun".

^DNow I've seen this chain gang - ^Em7/ALord, I say l^Det me see my p^Griest. A D G A7 D G G/A I couldn't have faced your desert sand-old burning brown-backed beast. The p^Door house they hit me ^Gfor my kin and c^Dlaimed my crumbling ^Gwalls. A D A * D D7 * G/A D D7 * Now I know how Reno felt when he ran from the law.

^DOh, the well-known gun ^D(Now they've found me) There goes the well-known gun ^D(I said found me) There goes the well-known gun