Intro: E5  A5 B5

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I was born down by the river where the dirty water flows
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And the cold wind cut through me; it cut right through my clothes
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And the anger and the yearning, like fever in my veins
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Set the fire burning 

She came down from Knightstown with her hands hard from the line
From the first time I laid eyes on her I know that she`d be mine
Her father was a lawman--he swore he`d shoot me dead
`Cause he knew I wanted Jeannie and I`d haver her like I said

Chorus:
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Jeannie needs a shooter, shooter like me
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Jeannie needs a shooter
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Jeannie needs a shooter, shooter on her side
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Jeannie needs a shooter

We met down by the river on the final day in May
And when I leaned down to kiss her, she did not turn away
I drew out all my money and together we did vow
To meet that very evening, and get away somehow

Chorus

The night was cold and rainy down by the borderline
I was riding hard to meet her when a shot rang out behind
As I lay there in the darkness with a pistol by my side
Jeannie and her father rode off into the night

Jeannie needs a shooter