Chords for Merle Haggard Lonesome Fugitive "The Running Kind"
Tempo:
136.35 bpm
Chords used:
D
C
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I was born in the running time, leaving all this on my mind.
And home was never [G]
home to me [C] at any time.
[D] Every front door found me hoping I would find the back [D] door open.
There just had to be an exit to [G] the running time.
Within me there's a prison surrounding me in the mall.
As real as any dungeon with its [C] walls of stone.
[D] I know running's not the answer, but running's been my nature.
Now part of me keeps me [G] moving on.
Leaving all this on my mind.
And home was never home to me [C] at any time.
[D] Every front door found [D] me hoping I would find the back door open.
There just had to be an exit [G] to the running time.
[C]
[D]
[G]
Down every road [C] there's always one [D] door open.
[C] I'm on the highway as my [G]
home.
I raised a lot [C] of cane back [D] in my younger days.
[C] While mama used [D] to pray my crops would [G]
fail.
Now I'm [C] a haunted fugitive [D] for just two ways.
[C] I'd run the law [D] or spend my life [G] in jail.
I'd like to settle [C] down, but they [D] won't let me.
[C] A fugitive must be a [D] rolling stone.
[G] Down every [C] road there's always one [D] more city.
[C]
I'm on the running [D] highway as [G] my home.
Play it, boys.
[C] [D]
[C]
[D] [G]
[N]
And home was never [G]
home to me [C] at any time.
[D] Every front door found me hoping I would find the back [D] door open.
There just had to be an exit to [G] the running time.
Within me there's a prison surrounding me in the mall.
As real as any dungeon with its [C] walls of stone.
[D] I know running's not the answer, but running's been my nature.
Now part of me keeps me [G] moving on.
Leaving all this on my mind.
And home was never home to me [C] at any time.
[D] Every front door found [D] me hoping I would find the back door open.
There just had to be an exit [G] to the running time.
[C]
[D]
[G]
Down every road [C] there's always one [D] door open.
[C] I'm on the highway as my [G]
home.
I raised a lot [C] of cane back [D] in my younger days.
[C] While mama used [D] to pray my crops would [G]
fail.
Now I'm [C] a haunted fugitive [D] for just two ways.
[C] I'd run the law [D] or spend my life [G] in jail.
I'd like to settle [C] down, but they [D] won't let me.
[C] A fugitive must be a [D] rolling stone.
[G] Down every [C] road there's always one [D] more city.
[C]
I'm on the running [D] highway as [G] my home.
Play it, boys.
[C] [D]
[C]
[D] [G]
[N]
Key:
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C
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D
C
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D
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I was born in the running time, leaving all this on my mind. _
_ _ And home was never [G]
home to me [C] at any time. _ _ _
_ _ [D] Every front door found me hoping I would find the back [D] door open.
There just had to be an exit to [G] the running time. _ _
_ _ Within me there's a prison _ _ surrounding me in the mall.
_ As real as any dungeon with its [C] _ walls of stone. _
_ _ [D] I know running's not the answer, _ but running's been my nature.
_ Now part of me keeps me [G] moving on. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Leaving all this on my mind.
_ _ And home was never home to me [C] at any time.
_ _ _ _ [D] Every front door found [D] me hoping _ I would find the back door open.
_ There just had to _ be an exit _ [G] to the running time. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Down every road [C] there's always one [D] door open.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] I'm on the _ highway as my [G]
home.
_ _ _ _ _ I raised a lot [C] of cane back [D] in my younger days.
_ _ _ [C] While mama used [D] to pray my crops would [G]
fail. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Now I'm [C] a haunted fugitive [D] for just two ways.
_ _ [C] I'd run the law [D] or spend my life [G] in jail.
_ _ _ _ _ I'd like to settle [C] down, but they [D] won't let me.
_ _ _ [C] A _ fugitive must be a [D] rolling stone.
_ _ _ _ [G] Down every [C] road there's always one [D] more city.
_ _ _ _ _ [C]
I'm on the running [D] highway as [G] my home.
Play it, boys. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
I was born in the running time, leaving all this on my mind. _
_ _ And home was never [G]
home to me [C] at any time. _ _ _
_ _ [D] Every front door found me hoping I would find the back [D] door open.
There just had to be an exit to [G] the running time. _ _
_ _ Within me there's a prison _ _ surrounding me in the mall.
_ As real as any dungeon with its [C] _ walls of stone. _
_ _ [D] I know running's not the answer, _ but running's been my nature.
_ Now part of me keeps me [G] moving on. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Leaving all this on my mind.
_ _ And home was never home to me [C] at any time.
_ _ _ _ [D] Every front door found [D] me hoping _ I would find the back door open.
_ There just had to _ be an exit _ [G] to the running time. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Down every road [C] there's always one [D] door open.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] I'm on the _ highway as my [G]
home.
_ _ _ _ _ I raised a lot [C] of cane back [D] in my younger days.
_ _ _ [C] While mama used [D] to pray my crops would [G]
fail. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Now I'm [C] a haunted fugitive [D] for just two ways.
_ _ [C] I'd run the law [D] or spend my life [G] in jail.
_ _ _ _ _ I'd like to settle [C] down, but they [D] won't let me.
_ _ _ [C] A _ fugitive must be a [D] rolling stone.
_ _ _ _ [G] Down every [C] road there's always one [D] more city.
_ _ _ _ _ [C]
I'm on the running [D] highway as [G] my home.
Play it, boys. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _