G5                  C5                  G5                   C5 
Two miles past the graveyard near the fork in Black Jack road 
G5                        E5              C5                D5 
Charles Walker took one final look then slipped out the door 
G5                 C5        G5                  C5 
He left behind a letter addressed to all his kin 
G5                                   E5               C5             D5 
?Said this land is cursed and it?d take a hearse to bring me home again 
 

    C5       D5 
And oh, oh, oh 
C5            D5                      G5 
Oh, man you know those wheels turn slow  
 
The weeks turned into months and his mother lost all hope 

Then one day a postcard came to the house on Black Jack Road 

It was postmarked California, with one solitary line 

?Said I anticipate better days and I?ll send for you in time 
 
(repeat chorus) 
 
Back in California Charles Walker?s luck grew thin 

When he got involved in a poker game with three other desperate men 

Tempers flared and shots rang out, the three men ran away 

Charles Walker fell then someone yelled, "There?s an ambulance on the 

way" 
 
(repeat chorus) 
 
Two miles past the graveyard near the fork in Black Jack road 

A motorcade makes its way past the field where the tall weeds grow 

And in the back seat of a Cadillac, his head resting on his chest 

Charles Walker dreads what lies ahead, they?re going to lay his mama to rest 
 
(stop, and just strum chords once) 
       G5                C5           G5              C5 
And he prays for her forgiveness, then in a somber tone 
    G5                     E5                      C5               D5 
He utters a curse to that long black hearse that finally brought him home 
 
(repeat chorus x2)