American Remains The Highwaymen
Highwaymen ? American remains
Capo: on first fret (1)
Verse: 1 (Johnny Cash)
[Am]I am a shotgun rider for the San Jacinto l[F]ine
The des[C]ert is my brother, my skin is cracked and d[G]ry
I w[Am]as riding on a folk coach, and everything was[F] fine
[C]Til we took a shorter road to save so[G]me time
The bandi[F]ts only fired once, they shot me in the [C]chest
[C]They may have wounded me, but they`ll never get the [G]best
Of better [Am]men, cause I`ll ride again.
Verse: 2 (Waylon Jennings)
[Am]I am a river gambler, I make a livin`dealin c[F]ards
[C]My clothes are smooth and honest, my heart is cold and ha[G]rd
[Am]I was shufflin` for some delta boys on the boat [F]for New Orelans
[C]I was the greatest shark they`d ever [G]seen
[F]But the Captain bumped a sandbar, and an [C]ace fell from my sleeve
[C]The threw me overboard as I swore I didn`t ch[G]eat
But I co[Am]uld swim, and I`ll ride again
Chorus
[C]We are heros of the homeland, American r[G]emains
[F]We live in many faces and answer[Am] many names
We wil[C]l not be forgotten, we won`t be left b[G]ehind
O[F]ur memories live on in mortal min[G]ds
And poets pe[Am]ns, we`ll ride again
Verse: 3 (Willie Nelson)
[Am]I am a mid-west farmer, I make a livin` off the l[F]and
I[C] ride a John Deer tractor, I`am a liberated [G]man
[Am]But the rain it hasn`t fallen, since the middle [F]of July
[C]And if it don`t come soon my crops will [G]die
[F]The bank man says he likes me, but there`[C]s nothin`he can do
[C]He tells me that he`s comin`, but the clounds are comin`[G] too
He ain`t my frie[Am]nd, and I`ll ride again.
Verse: 4 (Kris Kristofferson)
[Am]I am an American Indian, my tribe is [F]Cherokee
My fore[C]fathers loves this land they left it here for [G]me
But the [Am]white man came with boats ant trains and dirty f[F]actories
[C]And poisoned my existence with his de[G]eds
[F]Nature is our mother, we are suckling at [C]her breast
[C]And he who trys to beat her down will lose her to the r[G]est
They`ll never [Am]win, I`ll ride again
Chorus:
[C]We are heros of the homeland, American r[G]emains
[F]We live in many faces and answer[Am] many names
We wil[C]l not be forgotten, we won`t be left behin[G]d
Our memo[F]ries live on in mortal minds[G]
And poets pens[Am] we`ll ride again
S.F.L
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