Tonart: C minor
Intro 1
Am
Verse 1
Am
C
Two men rode in from the south,
Am
a rainy autumn night
G
The Sky above and the mud
C
They walked into the Deacon's bar,
Am
they were Mexican by sight
G
The sky above and the mud
C
G
They threw a horsehair bridle down,
D
G
F
we trade this for whiskey rounds
Am
G
E
The Deacon slams a bottle down,
Am
the two men start to drinkin'
Verse 2
Am
C
Their hair was long and black,
Am
G
Am
tied up behind their ears
C
Their faces were identical,
Am
G
Gm
G
Am
like one man beside a mirror
C
G
Then someone whispered that beats all,
D
F
their wanted posters on the wall
Am
G
E
Twin brothers name of Sandoval,
horse thieves from Boquillas
Verse 3
Am
C
Now the bridle and the belts they wore were
Am
G
Am
braided gray and black
C
The color of a roan horse once
belonged to Deacon Black
Am
G
Am
C
G
The fastest horse for miles around,
D
F
he'd been stolen from the old fairground
Am
G
E
A month ago outside of town
Am
we tracked and never found him
Verse 4
Am
C
Now the Deacon was a preacher who
Am
G
Am
had fallen hard from grace
C
He owned the bar and a string of quarter
Am
G
Am
horses that he'd race
C
G
Yea, Deacon he could drink and curse,
D
F
though he still quoted sacred verse
Am
G
F
E
He was sheriff, judge; he owned the hearse,
Am
a man you did not anger
Verse 5
C
G
The sky above, the mud below,
D
F
the wind and rain, the sleet and snow
Am
G
F
E
Two horse thieves from Mexico
drinkin' hard and singin'
Am
Verse 6
C
One brother he spoke English,
Am
G
Am
Deac inquires as to their work
C
The man says mister we braid horsehair bridles,
G
Am
C
G
Yea, that fine bridle we did make,
D
F
a roan horse killed by leg- bone break
Am
G
F
E
He's horsehair rope now; horse- meat steak,
we cleaned him to the bone
Am
Verse 7
C
Well these gentlemen they were ignorant or didn't
Am
G
Am
know just where they were
C
The Deacon's face grew darker as he
Am
G
Am
measured every word
C
G
You horsehair braidin' sons o' witches
D
F
stole my claim to earthly riches
Am
G
F
Someone go and dig a ditch,
E
there may well be a hangin'
Am
Verse 8
C
One brother reached inside his shirt
Am
G
Am
searching for his gun
C
Too late, for Deac had whipped
around his sawed off Remington
Am
G
Am
C
G
The twins, they raised their hands and sneered,
D
F
Deac was grinnin' ear to ear
Am
G
F
He says court's in session, hear ye hear,
E
Am
yours truly is presidin'
Verse 9
Am
Am
C
Well the trial commenced and ended quick they
Am
G
Am
didn't have a hope
C
Deac says we'll cut your hair now boys and
Am
G
Am
you can braid yourselves a rope
G
D
F
it says somewhere eye for eye and hair for hair
G
E
Covet not thy neighbors mare,
Am
I believe it's Revelations
Verse 10
Am
C
Now the fancy horsehair bridle,
Am
G
Am
it hangs on Deacon's wall
C
Next to that wanted poster of
the brothers Sandoval
Am
G
Am
C
G
And he twisted rope so shiny black,
D
F
the artifact that broke their necks
Am
G
F
Their craftsmanship he did respect,
E
they shoulda stuck to braidin'
Am
Verse 11
C
G
The sky above the mud below,
D
F
the wind and rain, the sleet and snow
Am
G
F
The Deacon's hearse is rollin' slow
E
in the first blue light of mornin'
Am
Wie hat dir der Song gefallen?
TunerE A D G B E
Akkorde & SongtexteAm C G D F...
Mehr Songs von Tom Russell
Entdecke Akkorde für mehr Songs zum Spielen
Ähnliche Songs
Entdecke Akkorde für mehr Songs zum Spielen
4.8
Beliebte Akkorde weltweit
Meistgespielte Akkorde & Tabs aller Nutzer
Neu hinzugefügt
Kürzlich hinzugefügte Akkorde & Tabs