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| A | A | D | D | A | A | D | D | G | G | D | D | A | A | D | D | A D A D I saw her standin' on her front lawn just twirlin' her baton G D A D Me and her went for a ride sir and ten innocent people died A D A D From the town of Lincoln Nebraska with a sawed-off .410 on my lap G D A D Through to the badlands of Wyoming I killed everything in my path A D A D I can't say that I'm sorry for the things that we done G D A D At least for a little while sir me and her we had us some fun A D A D The jury brought in a guilty verdict and the judge he sentenced me to death G D A D Midnight in a prison storeroom with leather straps across my chest A D A D Sheriff when the man pulls that switch sir and snaps my poor neck back G D A D You make sure my pretty baby is sittin' right there on my lap A D A D They declared me unfit to live said into that great void my soul'd be hurled G D A D They wanted to know why I did what I did well sir I guess there's just a meanness in this world | A | D | A | D | G | D | A | D | D A G --2--0--3-- --3--2--0-- --2--2--0-- --0--2--0-- -----0--2-- --------3--
Written by Bruce Springsteen
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