D
I
D
pulled out my Stage Coach Times
And I
D7
read the latest
G
news
A
I tapped my feet in dumb surprise
And of
A7
course I saw they
D
knew
The Pinkertons pulled out my bags
And asked me
D7
for my
G
name
A
I stuttered out my answer
And
A7
hung my head in
D
shame
{soc}
D
Now they’ve found me
At last they’ve
A7
found
me
It’s hard to
G
run
From a starving
D
family
Now they’ve found me
Well
D7
I won’t
G
run
I’m tired of
D
hearing
Bm
There
A
goes a
G
well-known
D
gun
{eoc}
Now I’ve seen this chain gang
Lord I say let me see my priest
I couldn’t have faced your desert sand
Old burning brown backed beast
The poor house they hit me for my kin
And claimed my crumbling walls
Now I know how Reno felt
When he ran from the law
