Bad

	  		
Intro: C - G - Am - Fmaj7 (2x) 


                C                                            G 
When it's over they will say we two were bandits, 
              Am                                         Fmaj7 
They will document our exploits in the press, 
             C                                             G 
How we terrorized the ranches and the railroads, 
            Am                                          Fmaj7 
How we menaced all the sheriffs in the west, 

              C                                           G 
They will print our little pictures in the paper, 
           Am                                          Fmaj7 
With a list of all our crimes and our arrests, 
              C                                              G 
When it's over they will say we two were bandits, 
       Am                                    Fmaj7 
And history, as they say, is the rest - we were the best 


C - G - Am - Fmaj7  (2x) 


C                         G                                    Am 
I hear a choir of dislocated women singing dirges for their daughters 
               Fmaj7                                              C 
Who had found themselves inside the county jail, 
                                   G                                       Am 
I can feel the precious metal of the barrel of your colt against my heart 
                          Fmaj7                                               C           
       G 
'Cause when we argued you would sometimes pull a gun on me, 
                Am                       Fmaj7 
Then we'd think of something, 
                   C              G                    Am               Fmaj7 
It was the rage of the game you were playing me, 

C                       G                                                 Am 
I see this fire of all the things I'm losing spinning rubies from the saddlebag 
   Fmaj7                                         C 
I think that means I may be losing you, 
                                    G                                                 Am 
And I know that I could take this in my stride if you were riding at my side 
                       Fmaj7                                                           C  
               G 
'Cause you'd be here and through the hoof-dust you would wink at me oh, 
                 Am                        Fmaj7 
Then you'd think of something, 
                      C                    G                   Am          Fmaj7 
You were the brains of the gang and the bravery, 
                   C                   G              Am           Fmaj7 
And I am afraid of the man who is chasing me. 

    C                                                 G 
I don't have a suggestion who these followers could be, 
     Am                                             Fmaj7 
But every time I turn around they're gaining on me, 
C                                      G 
Lucy is exhausted, she's never seen the sea, 
           Am                                             Fmaj7 
And I know she'd be delighted by your company, 

             C                                                     G 
Now she may not be the quickest horse that you will ever see, 
             Am                                                  Fmaj7 
And she caught a sock of buckshot back in 1933, 
            C                                                   G 
But she likes the smell of powder and she likes the smell of me, 
       Am                                         Fmaj7 
She likes the lick of leather on her one, two, three - 

               C                                                   G 
Do you remember when we said we'd go to panama? 
              Am                                                 Fmaj7 
Well that seems somewhat improbable somehow, 
               C                                                 G 
Do you remember all the other things I'd promised you? 
                Am                                   Fmaj7 
They're becoming rather difficult now, 

C                                                      G 
This could be the song we said we'd write for you, 
Am                                                Fmaj7 
I could be those friends you never had, 
           C                                                  G 
'Cause there are many different kinds of criminal, 
        Am                                              Fmaj7 
And there are many different kinds of Bad, 

N.C. 
I don't know if I can make it back this time, 
You have always been the faster rider than me (2x) 


C                             G                             Am 
I don't know if I can make it back this time, 
                               Fmaj7 
You have always been the faster rider than me (6x)