Intro: Dm

My fBbather he Crides with your Dmsheriffs
And I Bbknow he would never mean Charm
But to sFee both Bbsides of a Gm7quarrel
Is to jBbudge without hate or Dmalarm

FOh, Gmoh, Chelpless and slow
And yFou don't have Gm7anywhere to Dmgo

You Bbtake away Chomes from the Dmhomeless
And Bbleave them to die in the Ccold
The Fgypsy who Bbbegged for your Gm7presents
He will Bblaugh in your face when you're Dmold

Chorus

Well, Bbone man he Cdrinks up his Dmwhiskey
ABbnother he drinks up his Cwine
And they'll Fdrink till their Bbeyes are Gm7red with hate
For Bbthose of a different Dmkind

Chorus

When the Bbrivers run Cthicker than Dmtrouble
I'll be Bbthere at your side in the Cflood
It was Fall I could Bbdo to keep Gm7myself
From Bbtaking revenge of Dmblood

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