Capo on the 3rd fret
Intro:
I seek the man who killed my friend
and when we meet my life may end
my life depends upon my gun
and my gun spells hope
in the land where the rope and the colt are king
I swore a vow on my dyin breath
to ride a trail that ends in death
and death could strike with a frightening jolt of a lightning bolt in
the land where the rope and the colt are king
But oh my darlin if I should die
there s not a soul who will ever know that I loved you so
was the reason why
The days are dust and the nights are black
but oh my darlin if I get back
I ll trade my gun for a weddin ring and I ll turn my hand
to the land where the rope and the colt are king
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