Artist - Keller Williams Song - Bounty Hunter Bm (x24432@1) F#m"Good (244222@1)everning to you mister" the bounty hunter said Bm (x24432@1) F#m"Ya (244222@1)dont know me but I know that there's a price on your head Bm (x24432@1) F#mI (244222@1)know you're wanted dead or a live thats what the posters say Bm (x24432@1) F#m (244222@1) BmBut (x24432@1)I never shoot a man at night when he ain't had time to pray" Bm (x24432@1) F#mSo (244222@1)I'll give until sunrise tomorrow my friend Bm (x24432@1) F#mBefore (244222@1)I come and shoot you down and bring your body in Bm (x24432@1) F#mI (244222@1)warn that I do my work quite well with a gun or knife Bm (x24432@1) F#m (244222@1) BmI've (x24432@1)tracked down many a man I've taken many a life Chorus: F#m (244222@1) BmFather (x24432@1)do not mourn for me mother do not weep F#m (244222@1) BmWhatever (x24432@1)a man soweth that also shall he reep Bm (x24432@1) F#mI (244222@1)had a long long sleepless night with the fear upon my breath Bm (x24432@1) F#mTryin (244222@1)to get ready with my mornin' duel with death Bm (x24432@1) F#mI (244222@1)hid up in a hayloft out on the edge of town Bm (x24432@1) F#m (244222@1) BmAnd (x24432@1)at sunrise the bounty hunter came to shoot me down Bm (x24432@1) F#mI (244222@1)fired down at the bounty hunter sandin' out in the street Bm (x24432@1) F#mHe (244222@1)raised his gun and fired at round of shots back up at me Bm (x24432@1) F#mHe (244222@1)hit my chest and shoulder, my gun flew from my hand Bm (x24432@1) F#m (244222@1) BmI (x24432@1)am standin up in this hayloft a wounded unarmed man Chorus Bm (x24432@1) F#mThe (244222@1)bounty Hunter he holds his fire and hollors up at me Bm (x24432@1) F#m"Come (244222@1)out and take it like a man, I make it quick and clean" Bm (x24432@1) F#mI (244222@1)now my time is runnin out and I got no time to stall Bm (x24432@1) F#m (244222@1) BmSo (x24432@1)reach a grab the pitch fork that hangin' on the wall Bm (x24432@1) F#mMy (244222@1)body arches as I stretch to face the risin' sun Bm (x24432@1) F#mAnd (244222@1)I feel like a warrior's bow, freshly carved and strung Bm (x24432@1) F#mI (244222@1)launch my body through the air with the pitch fork in my hand Bm (x24432@1) F#m (244222@1) BmStabs (x24432@1)the bounty hunter in the chest and pins him to the sand F#m (244222@1) BmAnd (x24432@1)now my muscle start to rust and my thoughts are growin' cold F#m (244222@1) BmWhile (x24432@1)Gabriel and Satan, shoot craps for my soul
