Tom: G
D
[Verse 1]
D C G
I done some preachin' back in Texas before the war
D C G
Now I hunt heathens cause it pays better than the Lord
D C G
I ride with Demons, The Devil at my side
D C G
Be it us or the heathens, we must all pay a heavy price
[Chorus]
Em
I've seen
G D G
The hoof prints cloven in the stone
Em G
Now tell me what kind of devil
D C G
Trod there long ago
D C G D
With a sack of sinners souls
C
There must be a place
G
Where this world and grace
Are made to meet
[Verse 2]
D C G
Judge Holden is the Devil and his Hell this Mexico
D C G
If Apache don't kill us, Judge Holden will for sure
D C G
Holden's more preacher than I ever was before
D C G
He preaches of reason, he preaches of war
[Chorus]
Em
I've seen
G D G
The hoof prints cloven in the stone
Em G
Now tell me what kind of devil
D C G
Trod there long ago
D C G D
With a sack of sinners souls
C
There must be a place
G
Where this world and grace
Are made to meet
[Outro]
C
He says this life's a game
G
Let's play for larger stakes
Well wait and see
Em
I've seen
G D G
The hoof prints cloven in the stone
Em G
Now tell me what kind of devil
D C G
Trod there long ago
D C G D
With a sack of sinners souls
G D C
G D C
