Capo on 2nd Fret 
 
Intro:    Em          C   D    (2X) 
 
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             E5 
             The cold wind blew the preacher grieved 
                C5 
             He said they're comin' after me 
               D5                               E5 
             I ain't exactly what I seem to be 
 

             E5 
             He pulled his pistol from his side 
             C5 
             Pointed it at me and cried 
                 D5                                E5 
             And then he laid a bullet deep in my chest 
 

             E5 
             He stood still revealin' the story 
             C5 
             That I knew was true before 
                 D5                       E5 
             And now because of it I lay dying 
 

             E5 
             He claimed to run with Jesse James, 
             C5 
             William Bonnie, and they all the same 
              D5                                    E5 
             I ain't no preacher man I was born of fire 
 

Pre chorus:  A5                             G*     E5   F#* 
             Hey can't you hear that train coming now 
             A5                                    G*    E5 
             Rollin' fast down the tracks to hell their bound 
 

chorus:      C5        D5         G5  F#* E5 
             Well I'm in over my head again 
             C5            D5              E5 
             I hear those pistols layin' down 
                 C5      D5          G5       F#*   E5 
             And I have takin' the lives of many men 
             C5       D5              E5 
             Now the angel's comin' down 
                        C5          D5             E5 
             I said the Angel of Death is coming down 
 

             E5 
             Well up in the horizon 
             C5 
             Laid the red sun beatin' cold and dying 
                 D5                                         E5 
             And taking with it all the lives the preacher stole 
 

             E5 
             Well you see the preacher is not real 
               C5 
             He clench his fists of rage and steal 
                 D5                               E5 
             And spit the fires of Satan at your soul 
 

             E5 
             He beat the path to Heaven's door 
                C5 
             The angels said they'd take no more 
             D5                                E5 
             Now he walks the Earth forever lone 
 

             E5 
             And on the stone that marked his death 
                 C5 
             When he did finally lay to rest 
             D5                               E5 
             Were the lonely words