Intro: | D * G/D * | D | D G I pulled out my Stage Coach Times and I read the latest news. A D G A7 D G G/A I tapped my feet in dumb surprise and of course I saw they knew. D G D G The Pinkertons pulled out my bags and asked me for my name. A D A * D D7 * G/A D D7 * I stuttered out my answer and hung my head in shame. G/A D A7 Now they've found me. At last they've found me. G D It's hard to run from a starving family. G/A D * G D G * G/D Now they've found me. Well I won't run. * D Bm A/C# G D I'm tired of hearing "There goes a well-known gun". D Em7/A D G Now I've seen this chain gang - Lord, I say let me see my priest. A D G A7 D G G/A I couldn't have faced your desert sand-old burning brown-backed beast. D G D G The poor house they hit me for my kin and claimed my crumbling walls. A D A * D D7 * G/A D D7 * Now I know how Reno felt when he ran from the law. Chorus D Oh, the well-known gun D (Now they've found me) There goes the well-known gun D (I said found me) There goes the well-known gun
