Kingston Trio - Long Black Rifle Rick in Macon 1ST VERSE

^GCome closer, my ^Flove, and you'll ^Ghear my ^Ftale. I'll ma^Gke you c^Fold. It'll t^Gurn you p^Dale. It's a ^Dtale of a man's never ^Gending love and the ^Flong, black ^Grifle.

Chorus:

^GHe wed a woman ^Fsworn to ^Ganother ^Gand, in a rage, the ^Fother ^Gman ^GShot him down with a ^Flong, black ^Grifle, ^Gshot him down and ^Faway he ^Gran.

2ND VERSE

A ^Gprairie ^Fman loved a ^Gcity ^Fmaid. Was the ^Glove he ^Ftook worth the ^Gprice he ^Dpaid, When a ^Dman ends up at the ^Gsmoky end of a ^Flong, black ^Grifle'

(Chorus above) 3RD VERSE

His ^Gdyin' ^Fwords I ^Grepeat to ^Fyou: "You^G can never ^Fkill love ^Gwhen lov^De is true." It ^Dlives when only the ^Grust is left of the ^Flong, black ^Grifle.

(Chorus) then repeat last line of chorus:

^GShot him down and ^Faway he ^Gran. Rick in Macon

Kingston Trio - Long black rifle