Am                 A7
 I spent all my money,  Mexician whorehouse
              D7                     D
 'Cross the street from a catholic church
         Am             Am
 Then I wiped off my revolver
          E              E7      A E A N.C.
 An' I buttoned up my burgundy shirt

[Verse]
              Am                         A7
 I shot the mornin' in the back, With my red wings on
           D7                     D
 Told the sun it better go back down
            Am              Am
 And I can find a book of matches
       E              E7    A E A N.C.
 I'm gonna burn this hotel down

[Chorus]
             Am                A7
 You got to tell me,  Brave Captain
               D7         D
 Why are the wicked, So strong
             Am             Am
 How do the angels get to sleep
            E                  E7     A E A N.C.
 When the Devil leaves his porchlight on

[Verse]
           Am                           A7
 Well, I dropped thirty grand, On the Nuggets slots
         D7                      D
 Had to sell my ass on Fremont Street
           Am                    Am
 And the drummer said there's sanctuary
  E            E7    A
 Over at the Bagdad Room

[Verse]
            Am                 A7
 Then it's, One for the money, Two for the show
  D7                      D
 Three to get ready, And, Go man go
         Am           Am
 I said, Tell me Mr. Seigel
  E            E7    A E A N.C.
 How do I get outta here

[Pre-Chorus]
    E                          E
 Willard's knocked out, On a bottle of heat
             A                        A
 Drivin' dangerous curves, Across a dirty sheet
          E                                     E
 He said man, You ought to see her, When her parents are gone
 D7 N.C.                              E7 N.C.
 Man you ought to hear her, When the siren's on

[Chorus]
          Am              A7
 I said, Tell me, Brave Captain
               D7          D
 Why are the wicked, So strong
             Am            Am
 How do the angels get to sleep
            E                 E7      A E A N.C.
 When the Devil leaves his porchlight on

[Verse]
                                  Am                    A7
 Don't you know, That ain't no, Broken bottle, That I picked up in my headlights
         D7                  D
 On the other side of the, Nevada Line
                  Am             Am
 Well here they, Live hard, Die young
         E             E7           A E A N.C.
 Have a good lookin' corpse, Every time

[Verse]
                     Am                            A7
 Well, You know, The pit-boss said, I should keep movin'
          D7                      D
 This is where you go,  When you die
      Am            Am
 So I shot a black beauty
         E                 E7        A E A N.C.
 And I kissed her right between the eyes

[Pre-Chorus]
             E                          E
 Ooh now, Willard's knocked out, On a bottle of heat
             A                        A
 Drivin' dangerous curves, Across a dirty sheet
                     E                           E
 He said, When the bitch is wound up, And her parents are gone
 D7 N.C.                              E7 N.C.
 Man you ought to hear her, When the siren's on

[Chorus]
         Am               A7
 I said, Tell me, Brave Captain
               D7         D
 Why are the wicked, So strong
              Am           Am
 How do the angels get to sleep
            E                 E7      A E A N.C.
 When the Devil leaves his porchlight on

[Verse]
                 Am                          A7
 I spent all my money now, In a Mexician whorehouse
              D7                     D
 Across the street from a catholic church
                   Am      Am
 An' then I wiped off my revolver
         E              E7      A E A N.C.
  And buttoned up my burgandy shirt

[Verse]
              Am                         A7
 I shot the mornin' in the back, With my red wings on
          D7                      D
 Told the sun it better go back down
            Am              Am
 And I can find a book of matches
       E              E7    A E A N.C.
 I'm gonna burn this hotel down

[Verse]
           Am                 A7
 An' it's, One for the money, Two for the show
          D7                 D
 I said, Three to get ready, Go man go
         Am            Am
 I said, Tell me Mr. Seigel
  E            E7    A E A N.C.
 How do I get outta here