capo 5 

Intro: G   D A   Bm   A  G    A   D 

D                                           A 
Left my home I was 17, I was looking for a job 
A                                     D 
When I met them no-good friends of mine. 
D                                                                A 
They gave me all kinds of bad advice and they taught me how to rob. 
A                                     Bm           A 
Said they'd always be there down the line... 
A                  Bm         Bm A 
Be there down the line. 

D                                                   A 
I got my very first 12 gauge, got a half a dozen shells 
A                                 D 
Come to find that one was all I need. 
D                                                          A 
I didn't waste no time a'thinkin' I got right down to the job. 
A                              Bm          A 
That night a grown man would bleed... 
A                   Bm      Bm A 
A grown man would bleed. 

G                         A            
There ain't no romance in 25 to life, 
        Bm               A          G 
Still a kid I'll prob'ly die in my cell. 
G                    A 
At night I worry, no dog, no son, no wife. 
         Bm          A            G 
I did it all with a lone shotgun shell. 
Bm    A             D 
Whoa... A shotgun shell. 

D              A                D 

D                                                     A 
Well I run up into the country store, I demanded the cash. 
A                                      D  
Had a bag in my left hand, a gun in my right. 
D                                                            A 
With the feelings I never had before it all happened oh too fast. 
A                                  Bm            A 
That shot rang out as cold as the night... 
A            Bm          Bm A 
Cold as the night. 

D                                                           A 
A dust cloud rose up in the air the blood flowin' from his mouth. 
A                                                  D 
Had his eyes wide open, they were starin' back at mine. 
D                                                     A 
Judge came out, put the gavel down, his voice mighty loud. 
A                                     Bm            G 
"You done wrong and boy you'll do the time... 
     A             D 
Boy you'll do the time." 

G                         A          
There ain't no romance in 25 to life, 
        Bm               A         G 
Still a kid I'll prob'ly die in my cell. 
G                    A 
At night I worry, no dog, no son, no wife. 
         Bm          A            G 
I did it all with a lone shotgun shell. 
G    A            D 
Whoa... A shotgun shell. 

G                         A 
There ain't no romance in 25 to life, 
            Bm                A         G 
I'm still a kid I'll probably die in my cell. 
G                          A  
Hell at night I worry, no dog, no son, no wife. 
         Bm          A         G 
I did it all, did it all to myself. 
G    A             D A G 
Whoa... A shotgun shell. 
G    A             D    A D 
Whoa... A shotgun shell.