Little Pistol

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Bm
Upon my side
G
Where it is felt
D                            Em7
I pack a little pistol on my pistol belt
         Em
I think I might be fear
      Bm
Of the world
       C
And the way
  D              Em
It makes you feel afraid

Bm
Under the skin
G
Against the skull
D                              Em
They put a little chip so they know it all
         Em
I think I might be scared
      Bm
Of the world

       C
And the way
  D
It makes you feel afraid

    Em               Em
And  I, I, I, I, I, I
              G
It gets in the way
           Bm
In the way
           G
In the way
      A
In the way, way ay ay ay and now

Em
I want brimstone
B7
In my garden
   Am
I want roses
Em
Set on fire
C                    G
And I, I want what's best for me
C
And I
          G     F            C
I think I know, just what that means
              Bm
Just what that means

  Bm
To-day I coo
  G
To-day I caw
 D
I have a pistol party and I
Em         Gb7
Kill them all
                 Gb7
I think I might be feared

      Bm           C
Of the men and the men
           D         Em
With their hands in-side
       Bm             C
And the women, oh the women
        D
All they do is cry

   Em              Em
And  I, I, I, I, I, I
         G
I lose my mind
       Bm
Lose my mind
       G
Lose my mind
       A
Lose my mi,i,i,ind and now

Em
I found brimstone
B7
In my garden
   Am
And I found roses
Em
Set on fire
Em                 B7
And I found Jesus, what a liar
Am                    Em
So I trade licks with Muddy Waters

C                     G
And I, I found what's best for me
C               G
And I, I see no tragedy
C                     G
And I, well I found a burning rose
C                  G      F     C
And I, I won’t be packin little pistols
       Bm
No more