Tabbed by Pierre-Yves Thevenet


Here we go:

E5
Well I spent last night in Las Cruces Jail.
B5             A5
Raining hail, born to fail.
E5
Nobody come for to go my bail.
B5                      E5
Sun, don't you rise no more.


E5
Well I shot one man on the county line.
B5                      A5
Took his dime and I blew his mind.
E5
Now I'm just sittin' here doin' time.
B5                     E5
Sun, don't you rise no more.


C#5                                          Ab5
Well a restless wind is whistling through my windows through my head,
B5                            A5
through all the scrapes that I've survived.
C#5                                Ab5
And in my hour of darkness I keep counsel with the dead,
B5                        A5
just enough to remind me I'm alive.


E5
Well I write to the governor for to hear my plea
B5                 A5
but he don't even answer me.
E5
Judge said he's gonna set my spirit free.
B5                      A5
Sun, don't you rise no more.


E5
Gavel fell, he chose the day,
B5                   A5
cattle tie, thirteenth of May.
E5
But I don't plan to go that way.
B5                      E5
Sun, don't you rise no more.

A5            B5       E5
Goodnight my Anda-Lucia.
      A5           B5                   E5
Don't buy all the lies that they feed ya.
A5                         B5              C#5             A5
And though you're heading slowly to some place I can't respect,
E5                       B5            E5
I'll keep you in my collection of regrets.

C#5                                         Ab5
And that's twenty-one fell by my gun, oh, they all fell the same.
B5                              A5
Just need one more to match my age.
C#5                                     Ab5
Then I'll count my killin' done. but I won't deny my name:
B5                                  A5
Quickest wrist of the chaparral and sage.


E5
Now desperate times call for desperate men,
B5                   A5
I'm just a kid but I'll pretend
E5
my time will come but until then,
B5                      E5
Sun, don't you rise no more.

E5                                   E5
Well I see that gallows altar, that circle 'round the Sun.
             B5              E5                      A5          
   B5
They're gonna hang me if I stay here, they're gonna shoot me if I run.
E5
That jailer better watch his pride
B5                      A5
or off my wrists these shackles slide.
E5
Hear my restless fourty-five.
B5                      E5
Sun, don't you rise no more.

A5            B5       E5       B5
Goodnight my Anda-Lucia.
A5                 B5                   E5      B5
Don't buy all the lies that they feed ya.
A5                         B5               C#5           A5
And though you're heading slowly to some place I can't respect,
E5                   B5                 E5
I'll keep you in my collection of regrets.

[silence]

C#5                                  Ab5
And down the highway, down the road, to infamy I'll ride.
B5                          A5
I'll take my pardon on the run,
C#5                                 Ab5
with a trail of death behind me and Deluvina at my side,
B5                           A5
two silhouettes against the Sun.

E5
Well I spent last night in Las Cruces Jail.
B5              A5
Raining hail, born to Fail.
E5
Nobody come for to go my bail.
B5                      E5
Sun, don't you rise no more


[wind blowing and arpeggios on:]


C#5 Ab5 ( A5 quick) B5 A5 ( B5 quick)

C#5 Ab5 ( A5 quick) B5 A5