Lonesome River Band - The crime i didnt do

^AmI was raised in a ^Gsmall mill town, a factory worker's ^Amson ^AmLeft my home and ^Gfamily at the age of ^D21

^AmI set out to f^Gind my way in a strange and distant ^Amtown ^AmHadn't been there a y^Gear or more when t^Drouble came around

^AmI operate an o^Gld punch press, work all by my^Amself ^AmI make no friends or enemies, just ^Gparts from 4 to ^D12; just p^Amarts from ^G4 to ^Am12

^AmOne night as I was walking home, I ^Gheard an awful ^Amsound ^AmFootsteps running out of sight by the ^Gtime I turned arou^Dnd

^AmShaken by the dreadful scene, it c^Game into my ^Amsight ^AmA young man lying cold and still, bene^Gath the dim street li^Dght

^AmDear Mother, say a prayer for me, and p^Glease try not to ^Amcry ^AmI swear to you I killed no one, but I ^Ghad no ali^Dbi; Lord, I ^Amhad no ^Gali^Ambi

^AmNow I'm a hunted fugitive, r^Gunning for my l^Amife ^AmA wanted man ain't got a chance when he ^Ghas no place to ^Dhide

^AmI know someday they'll find me, and I ^Gknow that when they ^Amdo ^AmI'll have to pay the penalty for a c^Grime I didn't ^Ddo; For a ^Amcrime I di^Gdn't ^Amdo