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Long Arm of Justice transcription and chart Peter Kruger casparus60@yahoo.com ^ ^^ ^ ^^ ^ ^^ |Bb Cm |Bb Cm |Bb Cm |G7 Cm |Cm | % | ^ ^^ ^ ^^ ^ ^^ |Bb Cm |Bb Cm |Bb Cm |D7 G7 Cm |Cm | % |
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Now CmOtis Ray Stone were nobody's fool He had the Csus4look of a righteious
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By Eb11day he plied his F9trade as a F7teacher While by Ab7night getting blood on his G7sus4hands G7 For Cmthirty five years running high on the loose F7Two steps ahead of the Ebdimhangman's noose Indeed, it seem that Emaj7Otis Ray F7Stone would Gbdimnever atone Cm/G For Ab7what he done to G7many a poor
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For Cm7three long days, not a drop on his tongue F7Suffering every Cm/Gcrawler 'neath the Ab7desert sun And Old A7/GOtis RF7ay screamed whilGbdime a crow picked his eyCm/Ges clean BefAb7ore his G7dying was
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Yet the Flong arm of Bb11justice G7reaches Cm7for Bb Cm7 ^ ^^ F Fm7 G9-5 Cm7 Bb Cm7 From the banks of Ouachita to the hightest star F F/A Bb11 A13-5 Like the hour hand on the wall Eb6 Gb7+9 Fm9 Gb13 Like a snail creeping at a dead crawl Gb13 F13 E13 Eb6/9 One fine day in some mysterious way D7+9 G7+5 Justice finds us
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Now, the mCm7ortal remains of Otis Ray Stone Were Fm7never made mani
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CmAll that was, was a blot on the land A F7heap o' gray dust in the Gbdimshape of a man. And the A/Glast of Otis FRay was Gbdimfinally swept Cm/Gaway Abmaj13By the G7blowing
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