Under The Gun

Dm               C
Damon A. born in Santa Fe

     F                    Bb
To a lovely girl who knew nothing of the world

         Dm                   C                F
He said, Baby boy, go for the fame, go for the fame

         Bb
He said, I don't know, let me explain

Dm                   C
All his life, it was never right

         F                      Bb
Still he had his dream, made it work out in-between

         Dm                   C                F
Hearing, Baby boy, go for the fame, go for the fame

         Bb
But they shut him down

Chorus:

Gm                             Dm
So alone, guess I gotta find a home

         C
(Were we born to be...)

Gm                             Dm
So alone, guess I gotta find a home

         C
(Were we born to be alone)

Interlude:

Gm     Bb     F     C

Second Verse:
*Play it same as the first*

*Repeat the Chorus*

*Repeat the Interlude*

3rd Part:

Bb    F   Dm                    C
No sorry, everybody wants their way

Bb                    F                  C
Everybody wants their way in the Promise Land

Bb    F   Dm               C
So sorry, everybody has to wait

Bb               F                   C
Everybody has to wait in the Promise Land

            Dm           C
It's been a long time, I need to go

F                  Bb
Maybe I'll hit the road

         Dm                      C
What I'm trying to find, I don't even know

F                  Bb
Maybe I'll hit the road