Freestyle

Fmaj7:003210 ------------------------------------------------------------------ C A D Fmaj7 Pa was a gunman. he took up the fight. C A D Fmaj7 An old style slinger. He'd aim beetween the eyes C A When the day came to teach me. D Fmaj7 I lined up my sights. C A D Fmaj7 My aim was deadly. but I shot wide C CC Freeystyle C CC Freestyle C CC Freestyle C CC Freestyle C A D Fmaj7 Ma was a teacher. With a world-wide smile. C A D Fmaj7 A mother to many. But the blood of mine. C A D Fmaj7 When the day came to show me, the world of the wise C A D Fmaj7 I shot up the town, and let the horses ride. C CC Freeystyle C CC Freestyle C CC Freestyle C CC Freestyle C A D Fmaj7 Hell or high water, mighty and wild. C A D Fmaj7 The son and the daughter, the judge and the tribe. C A D Fmaj7 None could have stopped me, taking my line. C A D Fmaj7 You're better your own way, by a country mile. C CC Freeystyle C CC Freestyle C CC Freestyle C CC Freestyle etc...