D5                           G5 
He was black as the sky on a moonless night 
D5                               A5 
He was good with horses he never reined em too tight 
D5                           G5 
He rode with the best hell he rode with me 
D5                                A5 
and they got it all wrong in that book of history 

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G5                                   D5 
It wasn't cowboys and ponies it was horses and men 
A5                                       D5 
It wasn't school boys and Ladies it was cowtowns and sin 
           G5                           D5 
and there was blood on the leather and tears in her eyes  
                         A5             D5 
we swore at the devil and went for a ride
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We told some tales he told em best 
real life can always use a good stretch 
but that don't change the things we did 
cause the truest thing was the life that we lived 
 
Chorus 
 
More than one kind of pain more than one kind of theft 
and its bitter as the night sweet Jesus wept 
She stole my heart age stole the fire 
they stole my praire when they strung all that wire 
 
Chorus