| G | Gsus | G | Gsus | G | Gsus | G | Gsus |
| G | Gsus | G | Gsus | G | Gsus | G | Gsus | |
| T | wo | gunsl | inge | rs, walked o | ut in | the street and o | ne sai | d |
| Em | |
| " | I don't wanna fight no more" |
| G | Gsus | G | Gsus | G | Gsus | G | Gsus | |
| And the ot | her | gunsl | inge | r thought ab | out | it and | he said, " | yeah |
| Em | |
| W | hat are we fighting for?" |
| CHORUS: |
| C | D | C | D | |
| I'm takin' cont | rol of my life, | I'm takin' con | trol of my life |
| C | D | Em | G | D | |
| I'm takin' con | trol of my life | now, right n | ow, oh y | eah |
| Well the crowd that assembled for the gun fight were let down |
| Everyone hissed and booed |
| And a stranger told his Mrs. that's the last one of these gunfights |
| You're ever gonna drag me to ...CHORUS |
| Well the two gunslingers went ridin' out of town and |
| Were never heard from no more |
| And there ain't been a gun fight for a long time, maybe never |
| But nobody knows for sure |
| Repeat Chorus |
| Capo 4 Capo 2 no capo |
| Em | F#m | G#m |
| Thanx to Harlan L Thompson, for the lyrics |
| enjoy, |
| Andy |