The Outlaw

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Among the possessions of an outlaw of a low class kind
        G                D
Is this little bottle of French perfume
G          D                   Em                  C
Taken as a last thought from a drugstore in suburbia
          G                    D
He said, "Lady, look what I've got for you"
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She said, "Jesse, I don't hardly even know you anymore
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And judging from your grin, you'd think you held up Henry Ford
      G               D                Em              C        Em  D
And I don't believe I want you coming 'round here anymore", Woo hoo


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Jesse, he was hurt, boy, and he left there and he slammed the door
       G                    D
And he wandered through the alleyways
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Thinking all the while, that she'd be proud of what he stole for her
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And he tried to think of better ways
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Dreaming of a movie that he'd seen one afternoon
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He drew out all his savings and he went and bought a gun
       G                  D                Em                    C         Em  D
And he ran right home and stood before his mirror, acting like a thug, Woo hoo


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   G            D                  Em                              C
He waited for a dark night; he was frightened, boy, the fog rolled in
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As a rich man, he came walking by
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"Hold your hands up high," he cried, "I've come to make your fortune mine"
        G                   D
But his eyes, they gave him right away
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Jesse dropped the gun and they both stared at to where it lay
    Am                                 Am7              Em
And Jesse asked the man if he'd please leave him in his pain
        G               D                     Em                 C       Em  D
And the man tried to forgive him, but there's not much he could say, Woo hoo


G            D              Em                    C
Among the possessions of an outlaw of a low class kind
        G                D
Is this little bottle of French perfume
G          D                   Em                  C
Taken as a last thought from a drugstore in suburbia
          G                    D
He said, "Lady, look what I've got for you"
     Am                  Am7                        Em
"Ah, take it, ah, please take it; I'm tired and I'm poor
         Am                               Am7              Em
And this crappy French perfume is nothing less than my own soul
G             D             Em                C        Em  D
I was feeling half a man; I wanted to feel whole", Woo hoo
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Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh