The Preacher

Em C D (2X) Em The cold wind blew the preacher grieved C He said they're comin' after me D Em I ain't exactly what I seem to be Em He pulled his pistol from his side C Pointed it at me and cried D Em And then he laid a bullet deep in my chest Em He stood still revealin' the story C That I knew was true before D Em And now because of it I lay dying Em He claimed to run with Jesse James, C William Bonnie, and they all the same D Em I ain't no preacher man I was born of fire A G* Em F#* Hey can't you hear that train coming now A G* Em Rollin' fast down the tracks to hell their bound C D G F#* Em Well I'm in over my head again C D Em I hear those pistols layin' down C D G F#* Em And I have takin' the lives of many men C D Em Now the angel's comin' down C D Em I said the Angel of Death is coming down Em Well up in the horizon C Laid the red sun beatin' cold and dying D Em And taking with it all the lives the preacher stole Em Well you see the preacher is not real C He clench his fists of rage and steal D Em And spit the fires of Satan at your soul Em He beat the path to Heaven's door C The angels said they'd take no more D Em Now he walks the Earth forever lone Em And on the stone that marked his death C When he did finally lay to rest D Em Were the lonely words "I'm going home"