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Tom: C
Intro: C - F   C - F    - C
 
      C                            F
1. Early one morning with time to kill,
      Am                                   F
    I borrowed Jeb's rifle and sat on the hill.
       C                         F
    I saw a lone rider crossing the plain,
       Am                            F
    I drew a beat on him to practice my aim. 
 
   Dm                            G
    My brother's rifle went off in my hand,
                                  C
    a shot rang out across the land. 
             F                                Am
    The horse, he kept running, the rider was dead,
        C              F          - C ~ ~
    I hung my head, I hung my head. 
 
    C                       F
2. I set off running to wake from the dream,
   Am                         F
    my brother's rifle went into the stream.
   C                           F
    I kept on running into the south lands,
            Am                                     F
    and that's where they found me, my head in my hands. 
 
              Dm                     G
    The sheriff, he asked me, why had I run,
                                           C
    and then it came to me just what I had done,
           F                                Am
    and all for no reason, just one piece of lead,
        C             F            -  C ~ ~
    I hung my head, I hung my head. 
 
       C                                     F
3. Here in the courthouse, the whole town is there,
 Am                              F
    I see the judge high up in his chair.

            C                                      F
    “Explain to the courtroom what went through your mind,
            Am                              F
    and we'll ask the jury what verdict they find." 
 
  Dm                         G
    I felt the power of death over life,
                                          C
    I orphaned his children, I widowed his wife.
        F                              Am
    I beg their forgiveness, I wish I was dead.
        C                      F                   
    I hung my head, I hung my head,
        C                     F                   - C ~ ~
    I hung my head, I hung my head. 
 
      C                          F
4. Early one morning with time to kill,
  Am                         F
    I see the gallows up on the hill,
            C                                F
    and out in the distance, a trick of the brain, 
     Am                       F
   I see a lone rider crossing the plain.
 
          Dm                                   G
   And he comes to fetch me to see what they done,
                                              C
    and we'll ride together ‘til Kingdom come.
       F                                     Am
   I pray for God's mercy for soon I'll be dead,
       C                        F                   
   I hung my head, I hung my head,
        C                        F    + C - F  (4x) - C
    I hung my head, I hung my head.