D5 - C5 - D5 - C5 - D5 D5 C5 My name is William Bonny and I have some things to tell D5 C5 All about my life 'n death and the way things are in Hell Bb5 D5 Bb5 F5 And lies they told about me after Garrett shot me down C5 In Mexico, in 1881 D5 C5 Twenty one were the lives that Garrett said I took D5 C5 That was just another lie he wrote down in his book Bb5 D5 Bb5 F5 For he had to make it seem as though I were the Devils seed C5 but the lives I took, they were three Bb5 F5 And the skies of Lincoln County were as blue as blue could be Bb5 F5 C5 And the sun that shines on you, well it used to shine on me Bb5 F5 And I knew the smell of woodsmoke and I liked the taste of beer C5 The only difference now, is I'm not here Bb5 D5 I'm in New Mexico and it's 1881 D5 C5 A man who'd lie to save his skin won't look you in the eye D5 C5 Garrett never saw my face when he let those bullets fly Bb5 D5 Bb5 F5 And I died there in Pete Maxwell's room , no boots upon my feet C5 In the dark, and all alone D5 C5 They had themselves an inquest, and then they buried me D5 C5 They made me into something that I never meant to be Bb5 D5 Bb5 F5 And the vultures came and chipped away the headstone on my grave C5 And then took it home, for souvenirs Bb5 F5 And the skies of Lincoln County were as blue as blue could be Bb5 F5 C5 And the sun that shines on you, well it used to shine on me Bb5 F5 And I knew the smell of woodsmoke and I liked the taste of beer C5 The only difference now, is I'm not here Bb5 D5 I'm in New Mexico and it's 1881 Bb5 F5 History books are written by the ones who survive Bb5 F5 Garrett was the one who came out of that room alive Bb5 D5 Bb5 F5 And he harnessed up my ghost, made it sing and dance C5 And I am dancing still, I'm dancing still D5 C5 The corridors of my Hell, they never ever change D5 C5 I am doomed forever to this little piece of range Bb5 D5 Bb5 F5 Trapped here by a legend that's no making of my own C5 I look around, and I see. Bb5 D5 It's still New Mexico and it's 1881 Bb5 F5 And the skies of Lincoln County were as blue as blue could be Bb5 F5 C5 And the sun that shines on you, well it used to shine on me Bb5 F5 And I knew the smell of woodsmoke and I liked the taste of beer C5 The only difference now, is I'm not here Bb5 D5 I'm in New Mexico and it's 1881 Bb5 D5 It's still New Mexico and it's 1881
