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A            D
Wicked Josie rode away
D   F#m/C#   Bm7    A
In the sunset covered sky
E                  A
A lynching mob had strung his friend up
B                D
Right before his eyes
A                   D
He didn't know what they'd both done
F#m                   D
He sure as hell would end up one
F#m       G#m      A                D
A hot tin notch on the sheriff's gun
B
If he didn't move on
C#      F#    B  E
Get out of here

A                   D
The sheriff followed Josie's journey
D   F#m/C#   Bm7    A
From Kansas in the West
E                  A
He said he'd put a bullet right
B                D
Through poor old Josie's chest
A                D
But Josie wasn't like the rest
F#m                   D
He don't like bullet holes in his vest
F#m       G#m      A                D
In fact he'd do his very best
B
Don't want any arrest
C#    F#    B    E
Don't want to be the guest of the sheriff

C             F
The nights got so damned cold
F   Am/E   Dm7   C
He couldn't stand the pace
G            C
He looked again for sheriff's men
D            F
But couldn't see a trace
C                  F
Josie found a nice warm place
Am                  F
But then the sheriff solved the case
D        Em              F
Hoped to find Josie's face
G4
And said: look here...

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A            D
Sheriff rode him into town

D    F#m/C#    Bm7       A
With Josie look inside
E                        A
He didn't know about the six-gun
B            E
Wicked Josie had
A                    D
Then Josie drew his gun real fast
F#m                  D
Gave the sheriff one big blast
F#m      G#m     A
And Josie was a song at last
B
A legend from the past
C#    F#     B      E
Nobody ever messed with the sheriff