Tobin

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[Verse 1]
D            C             G
I done some preachin' back in Texas 
before the war
D            C              G
Now I hunt heathens cause it pays 
better than the Lord
D            C          G
I ride with Demons, The Devil at my 
side
D               C            G
Be it us or the heathens, we must 
all pay a heavy price

[Chorus]
Em
I've seen
G              D              G
The hoof prints cloven in the stone
Em          G
Now tell me what kind of devil
D        C          G
Trod there long ago
        D            C            
With a sack of sinners souls
  G            D


           C
There must be a place
           G
Where this world and grace

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Are made to meet

[Verse 2]
D                   C             
Judge Holden is the Devil and his 
G
Hell this Mexico
D                 C         G
If Apache don't kill us, Judge 
Holden will for sure
D             C               G
Holden's more preacher than I ever 
was before
D              C           G
He preaches of reason, he preaches 
of war

[Chorus]
Em
I've seen
G              D              G
The hoof prints cloven in the stone
Em          G
Now tell me what kind of devil
D        C          G
Trod there long ago
        D            C            
With a sack of sinners souls
  G            D


           C
There must be a place
           G
Where this world and grace

Are made to meet

[Otro]
C
He says this life's a game
      G
Let's play for larger stakes

Well wait and see

Em
I've seen
G              D              G
The hoof prints cloven in the stone
Em          G
Now tell me what kind of devil
D        C          G
Trod there long ago
        D            C            
With a sack of sinners souls
  G            D


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