Chords for Steve Earle & The Dukes - "The Last Gunfighter Ballad" [Audio Only]
Tempo:
71.9 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
E
F#
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
[E] The old gunfighter on the porch [D] stared into the sun and relived the [C] days [D] of living [G] by
the gun [E] when deadly games of pride were played [D] and living was mistakes not made and the thought
of the smell of the black [G] powder smoke and the stand in [A] the street at [G] the turn of a joke
[D] ah [G] the smell of the black powder smoke and [D] the stand in the street at the turn [G] of a joke
[F#] and [Em] it's always keep you back to the sun [D] you can almost feel the weight of the gun
and it's faster than snakes or the [G] blink of an eye and it's a time for all slow men to die and his
[E] eyes get squinty and his fingers [Bm] twitch [D] as he empties his gun at the son of a bitch and he's
hit by the smell of the black [G] powder smoke and the [D] stand in the street at the turn of a joke
hit by the [G] smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke
[E] now the burn of a bullet is only a scar [Bm] and [D] he's back at his chair in front of the bar and the
[G] streets are empty and the blood's all dried and the dead are dust and the whisk is [Em] inside so buy
my drink lend him an [D] ear because he's nobody's fool and the [G] only one here who [C] remembers the
smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke [A] remember the
[G] smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a [G] joke
[D] [E] he said i stood
in that street before it was paved [D] i learned shoot to be shot before i could shave and i did it all
for the money and [G] fame noble was nothing feeling no [E] shame nothing was sacred [Bm] but staying alive
[D] and all that i learned from a cold 45 [C] was the curse the smell of the black powder [G] smoke
and [D] the stand in the street at the [G] turn of a joke cursed the smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the
stand in the street at the turn of a joke [G] he's just an [E] old man now no one believes [D] me says he's
a gunfighter the last of the breed and there are ghosts in the street and they're seeking [G] revenge
and they're calling them out to the lunatic [F#] fringe and [E] now he's out in the traffic and checking the
sun [D] and he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun so much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke so much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the [D] stand in the street at the [G] turn of a joke
[E] The old gunfighter on the porch [D] stared into the sun and relived the [C] days [D] of living [G] by
the gun [E] when deadly games of pride were played [D] and living was mistakes not made and the thought
of the smell of the black [G] powder smoke and the stand in [A] the street at [G] the turn of a joke
[D] ah [G] the smell of the black powder smoke and [D] the stand in the street at the turn [G] of a joke
[F#] and [Em] it's always keep you back to the sun [D] you can almost feel the weight of the gun
and it's faster than snakes or the [G] blink of an eye and it's a time for all slow men to die and his
[E] eyes get squinty and his fingers [Bm] twitch [D] as he empties his gun at the son of a bitch and he's
hit by the smell of the black [G] powder smoke and the [D] stand in the street at the turn of a joke
hit by the [G] smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke
[E] now the burn of a bullet is only a scar [Bm] and [D] he's back at his chair in front of the bar and the
[G] streets are empty and the blood's all dried and the dead are dust and the whisk is [Em] inside so buy
my drink lend him an [D] ear because he's nobody's fool and the [G] only one here who [C] remembers the
smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke [A] remember the
[G] smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a [G] joke
[D] [E] he said i stood
in that street before it was paved [D] i learned shoot to be shot before i could shave and i did it all
for the money and [G] fame noble was nothing feeling no [E] shame nothing was sacred [Bm] but staying alive
[D] and all that i learned from a cold 45 [C] was the curse the smell of the black powder [G] smoke
and [D] the stand in the street at the [G] turn of a joke cursed the smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the
stand in the street at the turn of a joke [G] he's just an [E] old man now no one believes [D] me says he's
a gunfighter the last of the breed and there are ghosts in the street and they're seeking [G] revenge
and they're calling them out to the lunatic [F#] fringe and [E] now he's out in the traffic and checking the
sun [D] and he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun so much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke so much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the [D] stand in the street at the [G] turn of a joke
Key:
D
G
E
F#
C
D
G
E
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#]
[E] The old gunfighter on the porch [D] stared into the sun and relived the [C] days [D] of living [G] by
the gun [E] when deadly games of pride were played [D] and living was mistakes not made and the thought
of the smell of the black [G] powder smoke and the stand in [A] the street at [G] the turn of a joke
[D] ah [G] the smell of the black powder smoke and [D] the stand in the street at the turn [G] of a joke _ _
_ _ _ [F#] and [Em] it's always keep you back to the sun [D] you can almost feel the weight of the gun
and it's faster than snakes or the [G] blink of an eye and it's a time for all slow men to die and his
[E] eyes get squinty and his fingers [Bm] twitch [D] as he empties his gun at the son of a bitch and he's
hit by the smell of the black [G] powder smoke and the [D] stand in the street at the turn of a joke
hit by the [G] smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke
_ _ _ [E] now the burn of a bullet is only a scar [Bm] and [D] he's back at his chair in front of the bar and the
[G] streets are empty and the blood's all dried and the dead are dust and the whisk is [Em] inside so buy
my drink lend him an [D] ear because he's nobody's fool and the [G] only one here who [C] remembers the
smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke [A] remember the
[G] smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a [G] joke _ _
[D] _ [E] he said i stood
in that street before it was paved [D] i learned shoot to be shot before i could shave and i did it all
for the money and [G] fame noble was nothing feeling no [E] shame nothing was sacred [Bm] but staying alive
[D] and all that i learned from a cold 45 [C] was the curse the smell of the black powder [G] smoke
and [D] the stand in the street at the [G] turn of a joke cursed the smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the
stand in the street at the turn of a joke _ _ _ _ _ [G] he's just an [E] old man now no one believes [D] me says he's
a gunfighter the last of the breed and there are ghosts in the street and they're seeking [G] revenge
and they're calling them out to the lunatic [F#] fringe and [E] now he's out in the traffic and checking the
sun [D] and he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun so much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke so much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the [D] stand in the street at the [G] turn of a joke
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#]
[E] The old gunfighter on the porch [D] stared into the sun and relived the [C] days [D] of living [G] by
the gun [E] when deadly games of pride were played [D] and living was mistakes not made and the thought
of the smell of the black [G] powder smoke and the stand in [A] the street at [G] the turn of a joke
[D] ah [G] the smell of the black powder smoke and [D] the stand in the street at the turn [G] of a joke _ _
_ _ _ [F#] and [Em] it's always keep you back to the sun [D] you can almost feel the weight of the gun
and it's faster than snakes or the [G] blink of an eye and it's a time for all slow men to die and his
[E] eyes get squinty and his fingers [Bm] twitch [D] as he empties his gun at the son of a bitch and he's
hit by the smell of the black [G] powder smoke and the [D] stand in the street at the turn of a joke
hit by the [G] smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke
_ _ _ [E] now the burn of a bullet is only a scar [Bm] and [D] he's back at his chair in front of the bar and the
[G] streets are empty and the blood's all dried and the dead are dust and the whisk is [Em] inside so buy
my drink lend him an [D] ear because he's nobody's fool and the [G] only one here who [C] remembers the
smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke [A] remember the
[G] smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a [G] joke _ _
[D] _ [E] he said i stood
in that street before it was paved [D] i learned shoot to be shot before i could shave and i did it all
for the money and [G] fame noble was nothing feeling no [E] shame nothing was sacred [Bm] but staying alive
[D] and all that i learned from a cold 45 [C] was the curse the smell of the black powder [G] smoke
and [D] the stand in the street at the [G] turn of a joke cursed the smell of the black powder [D] smoke and the
stand in the street at the turn of a joke _ _ _ _ _ [G] he's just an [E] old man now no one believes [D] me says he's
a gunfighter the last of the breed and there are ghosts in the street and they're seeking [G] revenge
and they're calling them out to the lunatic [F#] fringe and [E] now he's out in the traffic and checking the
sun [D] and he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun so much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the stand in the street [G] at the turn of a joke so much for the smell of the black powder smoke
and the [D] stand in the street at the [G] turn of a joke
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _