Johnny Cash - The Ballad Of Boot Hill Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
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Standard guitar tuning:
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A
D
G
B
E
No capo
GHere lies Les Moore, Dfour slugs from a forty-four,

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no Les no more.

Em G

Out in Arizona, just south of Tucson,

Em D

where tumbleweeds tumble in search of a home, there's a town they call Tombstone

G

where the brave never cry.

Em D G

They live by a six-gun, by a six-gun they die.

Em G

It's been a long time now since the town was a boon.

Em D

The jailhouse is empty, so's the Palace Saloon.

G

Just one look will tell you that this town was real.

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A secluded old dirt road leads up to Boot Hill.

Em G

Walk up to the fence there and look at the view;

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That's where they were hangin', eighteen-eighty-two.

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It's easy to see where the brave men died;

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Rope marks on the old tree are now petrified.

Em G

At night, when the moon shines so far away,

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It gets mighty lonesome, lookin' down on their graves.

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There lies Billy Klen; never wanted to kill,

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but he's there with the guilty, way up on Boot Hill.