Tonalité : G major•
Intro 1
G
D
Verse 1
Em
The old gunfighter on the porch
D
Stared into the sun
C
G
And relived the days of living by the gun
D
Em
When deadly games of pride were played
D
And living was mistakes
not made
G
And the thought of the smell
C
of the black powder smoke
D
And the stand in the street
G
at the turn of a joke
Verse 2
D
Ah, the smell of the black
G
powder smoke
D
And the stand in the street
G
at the turn of a joke
Verse 3
G
D
Em
It's always keep your back to the sun
D
He can almost feel the weight of the gun
G
And he's faster than snakes
or the blink of an eye
And it's a time for all slow men to die
D
Em
And his eyes get squinty
and his fingers twitch
D
As he empties the gun at
the son of a bitch
C
And he's hit by the smell of the black
powder smoke
D
And the stand in the street
G
at the turn of a joke
Verse 4
D
Hit by the smell of the black
G
powder smoke
D
And the stand in the street
G
at the turn of a joke
Verse 5
G
Em
Now the burn of a bullet is only a scar
D
He's back in his chair in front
of the bar
Cm
And the streets are empty and
the blood's all dried
G
And the dead are dust and
the whiskey's inside
D
Em
So buy him a drink and lend
him an ear
D
'Cause he's nobody's fool
G
and the only one here
C
Who remembers the smell of the black
powder smoke
D
And the stand in the street
G
at the turn of a joke
Verse 6
D
Remember the smell of the black
G
powder smoke
D
And the stand in the street
G
at the turn of a joke
Verse 7
G
Em
He said I stood in that street
before it was paved
D
Learned to shoot or be shot
before I could shave
C
And I did it all for the money and fame
G
Noble was nothing but feeling no shame
D
Em
And nothing was sacred
but stayin' alive
D
And all that I learned from
a Colt 45
C
Was to curse the smell of the black
powder smoke
D
And the stand in the street
G
at the turn of a joke
Verse 8
C
Curse the smell of the black
G
powder smoke
D
And the stand in the street
G
at the turn of a joke
Verse 9
G
Em
He's just an old man, now,
that no one believes
D
That says he's a gunfighter,
the last of the breed
C
And there are ghosts
G
in the street seeking revenge
C
G
Calling him out to the lunatic fringe
D
Em
Now he's out in the traffic
checking the sun
D
And he's killed by a car
Em
as he goes for his gun
C
So much for the smell of the black
powder smoke
D
And the stand in the street
G
at the turn of a joke
Verse 10
C
So much for the smell of the black
G
powder smoke
D
G
And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke
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