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C#m Bsus4. EThere's dust on the boots, blood on the trail
B. Bsus4. C#5Storm in the distance a rider turns pale
C#5. Bsus4. EThe wind carries whispers, of sins long denied
B. F#. C#mAnd the weight of the law rides close by my side
The moon carves a scar in the midnight's black high
Every shadow I see feels like death's cold breath
My hands on the grip my breath short and tight
Out here in the dark wrong feels like it's right
C#m E5I'm the ghost of the canyon, the howl in the wind
Bsus2. F#5A heart full of vengeance, a soul steeped in sin
They can follow my tracks, but they'll never break through
For the shadow of an outlaw dies hard and true
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