Lost Dog Street Band - Graces casket

^GGrace was Jack’s ^Cdarlin’ lov^Gin sweety the thought of her could s^Ctill paralyze him n^Gow and a^EM cold wind br^Cought him back ag^Gain ^Gback to w^Dhere it all b^Gegan

^CStarted with a drink somewhere in Ge^Gorgia ^Cthree weeks later married in M^Dontana They h^Cid behind the shadow of their ^EMrifles ^EMBurnin’ bright and^C fast in the^G wind

^GNow and then you’d read^C about ‘em in t^Ghe papers ^Ganother sheriff gu^Cnned down in du^Grango You’d^EM read they’d been caught a^Cnd broke out ^Gof Yuma with^G veins to t^Dhick and blood to t^Ghin

With eve^Cry kill their love grew ^Gstronger ^CEvery dollar bill they felt ^Dfonder ‘Til the^C night Grace mistaked the weight of he^EMr gun ^DJack found her c^Corpse with the mornin’^G sun

It??^G?s been thirty years sin^Cce Jack picked up^G a weapon ^GHis pistol lay^C down in Graces^G casket and he g^EMoes by Tom And he li^Cves in his^G sorrow ^Gabout the^D life that could have^G been

^CHe sits and stares out his lonesome desert^G mansion ^CPaid in gold from the heist that killed his^D darlin’ And he ^EMbuys his time awaiting^C hell ^DWhere he’ll fin^Cd Grace with his loade^Gd gun ^DWhere he’ll fin^Cd Grace with his loade^Gd gun