The Last Gunfighter Ballad Chords by Johnny Cash
- Key: F
- BPM: 83
- Capo: no capo
PULSO FUERTE
THE LAST GUNFIGHTER BALLAD ACORDES
[Start] [Verse] F Dm ■ The old gunfighter stood on the porch C And stared into the sun Bb And relived all the old days F Back when he was livin' by the gun Dm When deadly games of pride were played C And livin' was mistakes not made Bb And the thought of the smell of the black powder smoke C F And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Bb F The thought of the smell of the black powder smoke C F And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Dm And it's always keep your back to the sun C And you can almost feel the weight of that gun Bb It's faster than snakes or a blink of the eye F And it's a time for all slow men to die Dm His eyes get squinty and he's straight as a log C As he empties his gun at the dirty dog Bb And he's hit by the smell of the black powder smoke C F And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Bb F Hit by the smell of the black powder smoke C F And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Dm Now the burn of a bullet is only a scar C And he's back in his chair in front of a bar Bb And the streets are empty and the blood's all dried F The dead are dust and the whiskey's inside D7 Dm So buy him a drink and lend him an ear C He's nobody's fool and he's the only one here Bb Who remembers the smell of the black powder smoke C F And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Bb F Remembers the smell of the black powder smoke C F And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Dm Said I stood in that street before it was paved C I learned to shoot or be shot before I could shave Bb And I did it all for the money and the fame F Noble was nothing but feelin' no shame Dm And nothing was sacred but stayin' alive C And all that I learned from a Colt zero point four five [Chorus] Bb Was to cuss the smell of the black powder smoke C F And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Bb F Cuss the smell of the black powder smoke C F And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Dm Now he's just an old man that nobody believes C Says he's a gunfighter the last of this breed Bb And there's ghosts in the street seekin' revenge F Callin' him out to the lunatic fringe Dm He's out in the traffic now checking the sun C And he's killed by a car as he goes for his gun Bb So much for the smell of the black powder smoke C F And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke Bb F So much for the smell of the black powder smoke C F And the stand in the street at the turn of a joke [End]