Tobin

D 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 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 D C G Judge Holden is the Devil and his Hell this Mexico D C G If Apache don't k**l 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 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 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