Misc Unsigned Bands - Ronald bushey - cowboy on the run

At a ^Cdusty old saloon, in a town called regret, ^GSomewhere I don’t know, and I’m ^Fdamned to for^Cget. Put ^Ctwo bits on the bar, asked the tender for a double, Said I’m ^Gjust passing through, ain’t ^Flooking for ^Ctrouble.

A ^Cstranger at the bar, had a scar across his face, ^GStood and slapped leather, drew his ^Fsix gun from its ^Cplace, My ^Cbullet pierced his heart and his eyes told it all, He was ^Gthere to make his name, but ^Fslow on the ^Cdraw.

It’s a^Gnother dusty bar, a^Fnother hungry ^Cgun, A^Gnother sad ending ^Ffor cowboy on the ^Crun. Yeah, a^Gnother sad ending ^Ffor cowboy on the ^Crun.

I was ^Cdealt the devil’s hand, when I was very young, Had to ^Glearn to survive and ^Flive by the ^Cgun. My ^Ccards are on the table everywhere I go, ^GTakers come, and ^Ftakers go.

It’s a^Gnother dusty bar, a^Fnother hungry ^Cgun, A^Gnother sad ending ^Ffor cowboy on the ^Crun. Yeah, a^Gnother sad ending ^Ffor cowboy on the ^Crun.

Now ^FI’ve tested fate, put ^Cnotches on my gun, I ^Fknow one day I’ll ^Gmeet a faster one. A^Fnother dusty bar, a^Cnother hungry ^Amgun, A^Gnother sad ending ^Ffor cowboy on the ^Crun.

It’s a^Gnother dusty bar, a^Fnother hungry ^Cgun, A^Gnother sad ending ^Ffor cowboy on the ^Crun. Yeah, a^Gnother sad ending ^Ffor cowboy on the ^Crun.

A^Gnother sad ending ^Ffor cowboy on the ^Crun.