Gun Called Justice

The Lords Of The New Church

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Tom:
E E [Verse 1]
E I made the law believe I'm a man I'd never been
E I made a priest believe that I had never sinned
E I killed in self-defense the judge said "hang 'em high"
E Broke right out of jail rode into the evening sky [Pre-Chorus]
A Became a legend from the barrel of a gun
A You rest in peace while there's gypsies on the run
B A Now dead men get your respect
B A I am the living proof
B A Oh branded on my soul [Chorus]
E G A My gun called justice
E G A A gun called justice
[Verse 2]
E Now darling don't you fret I promise to return
E I'll bring back money that those good folks went to earn
E Poets rob loneliness, great painters always starve
E The quick draw are the showcase not just that we carve [Pre-Chorus]
A Now I became a legend from my smoking gun
A I cheat the hangman 'cause I'm always on the run
B A All Boot Hill does respect me
B A 'cause I'm the fastest one
B A Branded on my soul [Chorus]
E G A My gun called justice
E G A A gun called justice [Instrumental] E G A x8 [Pre-Chorus]
A Became a legend from the barrel of a gun
A You get your rest tonight while I have got to run
B A B A Dead men all respect me 'cause I'm the fastest one
B A Branded on my soul [Chorus]
E G A My gun called justice
E G A My gun called justice
E G A A gun called justice
E G A my gun called justice
E G A Hey yeah, I said hey yeah
E G A My gun called justice
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