Outlaw

Intro 
G Am F  x4 


 
       G                    Am              F 
I'm a-running low 20 miles south of Kansas City 
        G                     Am               F 
Living dog-tired, weary-eyed, hiding from the law 
         G                       Am                 F 
Feeling worn down, bleeding out, Lord, I'm barely breathing 
       G                         Am             F 
Not a second spent reading this writing on the wall 
 

 
           G                    Am N.C.       F 
There's a reason I carry this shotgun on my shoulder 
           G                        Am              F 
I've been caught between aiming and holding on the reins 
      G                         Am          F 
Oh I love it and I hate it that everybody knows me 
           G                     Am             F 
Yeah, I'm terrified, sorry, and prideful of my name 
 

 
    G           Am                   F 
And if I need a mirror, I check the posters 
    G           Am                   F 
And if I need a hand, you'll never know 
    G               Am                     F 
But every day that long black train gets closer 
     G                      Am              F 
My trigger's begging, but I ain't ready to go 
 

 
N.C.             G  Am               F 
I'm a dangerous man, a young gun, a Jesse James 
                     G                  Am                   F 
For the blood on my hands, I'm yelling, someone stop the train 
                    G    Am               F 
I'm a slave to the cards, like Doc Henry Holliday 
                     G            Am                 F 
Praying Lord, I know only you can come and make a way 
N.C. 
Out of the outlaw 
 

Interlude 
G Am F 
G Am F 


 
        G                 Am            F 
Wasn't long ago I was the hero of the story 
         G                 Am        F 
Now the villain I hated, I realize I am 
        G                      Am                F 
Oh, I swear I knew better, but somehow took the taking 
         G                       Am                 F 
Now I'm twice of the size that I was, but half the man 
 

 
G           Am                   F 
If I need a mirror, I check the posters 
G           Am                   F 
If I need a hand, you'll never know 
      G            Am              F 
Just call the undertaker when it's over 
      G              Am            F 
He's buried men that never die a thousand times before 
 

 
N.C.             G  Am               F 
I'm a dangerous man, a young gun, a Jesse James 
                     G                  Am                   F 
For the blood on my hands, I'm yelling, someone stop the train 
                    G    Am               F 
I'm a slave to the cards, like Doc Henry Holliday 
                     G            Am                 F 
Praying Lord, I know only you can come and make a way 
N.C. 
Out of the outlaw 
 

Interlude 
G Am F 
G Am F 
      Out of the outlaw 
G Am F 
G Am F 


 
Dm 
I've been running through worn-out country 
   Am                    G 
Got two warm bullets to keep me company 
  Dm 
I ain't no saint, but at least I'm something 
Am                     G 
Just nothing I like to be 
 

 
N.C.             G  Am               F 
I'm a dangerous man, a young gun, a Jesse James 
                     G                  Am                   F 
For the blood on my hands, I'm yelling, someone stop the train 
                    G    Am               F 
I'm a slave to the cards, like Doc Henry Holliday 
                     G            Am                 F 
Praying Lord, I know only you can come and make a way 
N.C. 
Out of the outlaw 
 

Outro 
G Am F  x7 
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