Cattlemans Gun

Dean Brody

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Tom:
Dm Am He rode into town one dust storm sheepskin cloak across his back
G Dm A preacherman with kind old eyes and a mystery for a past
Dm Am He said he'd come to teach about the love of God
G Dm But he soon learned what they were missing there was justice and the law (Verse 2)
Dm Am There was a cattleman who claimed his clan owned all the land around
G Dm Any brave fool that might dispute, he was quick to snuff em out
Dm Am He'd say, "Take my heed, and you won't pay the price.
G Dm Cause honor and a name ain't worth a damn, if you don't have your life." (Chorus)
Dm Am Cause ain't nobody faster than this cattleman's gun
G Dm I'm a rattlesnake on the trigger
Dm Am Your last stand will be lyin in the sand
G Dm Fallen to the slam of my hammer
(Verse 3)
Dm Am So one man taught forgiveness, while the other taught suffering
G Dm Preacher said deliverance could be found down on their knees
Dm Am He'd say, "I know you want justice and you want blood
G Dm But believe me when I say to you, don't try and be that man's judge (Chorus 2)
Dm Am Cause ain't nobody faster than that cattleman's gun
G Dm He's a rattlesnake on the trigger
Dm Am Your last stand will be lyin in the sand
G Dm Fallen to the slam of his hammer (Instrumental)
Dm Am G Dm Am G Dm (Verse 4)
Dm Am One day a young farmer brought his sons to town for feed
G Dm He noticed that the streets were quiet and he knew what that might mean
Dm Am Smoke rose from the distance, his farm burned to the ground
G Dm He let the fury overtake him when cattleman came back to town (Verse 5)
Dm Am His boys ran out from behind the crowd and watched their daddy die
G Dm Big man laughed and said, "Now look at that! Anybody else wanna give it a try?"
Dm Am The church doors opened with that black cloak flowin behind preacher's fiery eyes
G He said, "Your ticket to Hell's a comin to you
Dm And I got a hollow point to give you the ride." (Chorus 3)
Dm Am And the only thing faster than that cattleman's gun
G Dm Was the preacherman's hand and finger
Dm Am He pulled iron fomr his side and let that bullet fly
G Dm And beat the rattlesnake to the hammer
Dm Am G Dm Why this preacher embraced forgiveness, they finally understood
Dm Am G Dm Under that sheepskin cloak of his, was a history of blood
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