Chords for The Wiyos - Dying Crapshooter's Blues

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[Em] _ _ _ [B] _ _ Well, [E] little Jesse was a [Bm] gambler, not indeed.
He used [B] crooked [C#] cards and dice.
He was [C] a sinful boy, [B] he had no soul.
His heart was hard and [C] cold like ice.
He was a wild, reckless gambler, [B] one of light and shade.
And many a gambler's heart [Em] he left in pain.
[C] He lost all his money, [B] he was all alone.
His heart was hard and [Bm] cold like stone.
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Well, [Em] the police, they [B] came and they shot [Bm] Jesse down.
They [B] said, boys, I got to [Em] die today.
He [F#] had a gang of crapshooters by his _ bedside, [Em] and these are [B] the words he [C] had to say.
He said, I guess I ought to know _ [B] how [G] I want [Em] to go.
I [E] want eight [Em] crapshooters for my _ pallbearers, [B] let them all be dressed in [C] black. _
I want nine men going to the graveyard, [B] but only eight men [Em] coming back.
I [F#] want a gang of gamblers gathered round my coffin, [Em] a crooked card printed on my heart.
I [F#] don't say the crapshooters won't revoke me, [B] my life has been a tug-on-cart. _
[E] Send both the [Em] players to the graveyard, [B] dig my grave with the ace [Em] of spades.
I want twelve policemen in my funeral [B] march, the sheriff [Em] leads a parade. _
I [F#] want the judge and jury jailed me fourteen times, [Em] put a pair of dice in my shoe.
Let a [C#m] deck of [Em] cards be my tombstone, [C] I got the dying [Em] crapshooters loose. _ _
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[Em] want sixteen real good crapshooters, _ _ sixteen [B] bootleggers [F#m] singing songs, _
[E] sixteen buck [C] riders gambling in clover tents [B] while I'm [C] rolling along.
[E] _ I [B] want twenty-nine women [Em] from the Hamilton Hotel, twenty-six from [B] South Bell, _ [C] twenty-two women out of North Atlanta saying [B] Jesse didn't pass out [G] so swell. _ _
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_ [B] _ _ [C#] women from the Hamilton Hotel, twenty-six from South Bell, twenty-six women out of North Atlanta saying Jesse didn't pass out so swell.
[C] I got the dying _ [B] _ crapshooters [C#] blue. _
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crapshooters.
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