Tom: Bm
Bm
From Houston to New Orleans,
A Bm
To the badlands way out west,
A Bm
A high rider way beneath the sun,
G D
Well no girl waiting for me,
F#
No one left up to adore me,
G F#
That's the life of a Hired Gun
Bm A
Sheriff and his posse they came riding after me,
Bm
Spend my time living on the run,
G D
Well no girl waiting for me,
F# Bm
Waiting up my after glory
G F#m Bb Em F
That's the life of a Hired Gun
G
Sometimes I think I'll settle down,
D
Just to change my ways,
F#
What's the use in dreaming,
G F#m A
I'll just drift around, cause I
G F#m Bm
Go from town to town
Bm
Well I where they require me,
A F#m
Fight for those who hire me,
A Bm
Spend my time living like a lonely one,
G D
In the rain no girl waiting for me,
F#m
No one left up feel my after glory
G F#m A
That's the life of a Hired Gun
G
Sometimes I think I'll settle down,
D
Just to change my ways,
F#m
What's the use in dreaming,
G
I'll just drift around, yes I
Bm
Go from town to town
Go from town to town
Go from town to town
Go from town to town
Go from town to town
Bm
So I as get back from New Orleans
A
I still got Houston in my sites
Bm D Bm
I've been right beneath the sun, keep it up the fight
G D
With as I get back from a shore
F#m Bm
I still little bit bay from minette
G F#m Bm
That's the life of a Hired Gun, yeah
G F#m
That's the life yeah
G F#m
That's the life yeah
G F#m Bm
That's the liiiiife of a Hired Gun
G F#m Bm
That's the liiiiiiiiiife of a Hired Gun
