Frankie Laine - Wanted man

^DBullet in my shoulder ^GBlood, runnin' my vest ^D20 in the posse ^AAnd they're never gonna let me rest

^D'Till I became a ^Gwanted man I ^Dnever even owned a ^Agun But ^Gnow they hunt me like a ^Amountain cat And I'm ^Galways ^AAlways ^GAlways ^AOn the ^Drun

^DI killed poor Jed^G Bryant In a ^Abad, Laredo ^Dfight Killed him with my ^Gbare hands For the ^Agirl I loved that ^Dnight Jeds' ^Gbrothers' out to ^Dget me He's ^Gcoming with a ^Dgang I'd ^Grather shoot it ^Dout by God Than ^Glet 'em ^Awatch me ^Dhang

^DBullet in my shoulder ^GBlood, runnin' down my vest ^DTwenty in the posse And they're ^Anever gonna let me rest

^D'Till I became a ^Gwanted man I ^Dnever even owned a ^Agun But ^Gnow they hunt me like a ^Amountain cat And I'm ^Galways ^AAlways ^GAlways ^AOn the ^Drun

She had ^Dspangles on her red ^Gdress She had ^Alaughter in her ^Dvoice When he tried to put his ^Ghands on her My ^Aheart left me no ^Dchoice But ^Gwas she really ^Dworth it Well I ^Gguess I'll never ^Dknow She'll be ^Gdrinkin' someone ^Delse's rye When ^GI'm six ^Afeet ^Dbelow

^DBullet in my shoulder ^GBlood, runnin' down my vest ^DTwenty in the posse And they're ^Anever gonna let me rest

^D'Till I became a ^Gwanted man I ^Dnever even owned a ^Agun But ^Gnow they hunt me like a ^Amountain cat And I'm ^Galways ^AAlways ^GAlways ^AOn the ^Drun

A wanted ^Dman A wanted ^Dman ^AOn the ^Drun