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[Verse 1]
The Dmday was long, the saddle hot Like a Bb.45 that'd just been shot FDust replaced where water'd been CSlits for his eyes and leather for skin DmDismounting at the Sideways bar His Bbhorse and him drank deep and hard WherFever they'd go the trouble followed CNever enough, the more he swallowed DmHmmmDm/F Dm Dm/F AOh, at the watering DmholeDm/F Dm Dm/F A
[Verse 2]
A Dmfifth into his bottle of Cutter A Bbgrumble came from down the counter "FHey old boy, you don't know me, "But Cd'you remember Sampson Lee? "You Dmlaid him down April thirteenth "And Bbrest his bones near Fort Bowie "Not Fknowing he had next of kin "You Ctook a map you found on him "and from Dmme. Dm/F Dm Dm/F AOh, you took "him from Dmme."Dm/F Dm Dm/F A
[Verse 3]
"What Dmright have you?" the Lawman replied Bb"Prove your claim or we'll step outside." When Fhearing the pair's intensifyin' lines CWitnesses knew they spoke about a mine DmMen never stop the wantin' for more BbAnd gold is what their greed was for FThis is why warm blood got spilt CThis is how cold graves were filled DmHmmmDm/F Dm Dm/F AOh, sent quick to their DmLordDm/F Dm Dm/F A
[Verse 4]
Their Dmgazes locked for just a spell BbEveryone conspired to send the others to hell FEach in their own morbid way CEach aiming to snatch that claim away "DmLet it be said," the Marshall began "BbSampson was the last of two dozen men "FWho died in making their fateful assaults "C'Cause I'm givin' it to a Mr. Waltz "So you'll Dmsee.Dm/F Dm Dm/F AOh, it's "coming with Dmme" Dm/F Dm Dm/F A
[Verse 5]
As DmMr. Lee steadied an' squared his self The BbLawman emptied and dropped his glass FBefore the tumbler hit the floor CLee drew but found only death in store The Dmbrother's friends in disbelief ReapBbpraised this quick, snake-eyed thief Who'd Fstolen away their compatriot CThen in turn found he wasn't done yet With DmnineDm/F Dm Dm/F AOh, nine more holes of their Dmown Dm/F Dm Dm/F A
[Bridge]
I Dmwon't go on 'bout his gory Justice Or Bbcount how many men shot but missed FAll I can tell, all I will say Is Cbein' a grave digger brought high pay For DmdaysDm/F Dm Dm/F AOh, for so many DmgravDm/Fes Dm Dm/F A
[Verse 6]
A Dmweek's ride out—as legend declares— He Bbfound Jake Waltz by Weaver's Tower And Fwanting to keep his secrets hid WellC, the Dutchman had the Marshall killed "DmHow", you may ask, "can a slinger of lead, "BbSomeone whose trail is filled with death, "Get Ffelled by a miner of gold?" It's 'Ccause they make just as many holes DmKnowDm/Fn Dm Dm/F AOh, holes known only to DmthemDm/F Dm Dm/F A
[Outro]
So Dmif you're out by that dry spire Sitting Bbcomfortable around your fire FWatch out for a vengeful ghost Or Cone trying to get you lost Down DmholeDm/Fs Dm Dm/F AOh, to a grave of your Dmown Dm/F Dm Dm/F Dm