The Preacher

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        Chords
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    Em  C  D  A  G       G* in 
Pre-Chorus
                         (Actual G 
note on 3rd fret of E string)
E   0   X  X  X  3
A   2   3  X  0  2       F#* in 
Pre-Chorus and Chorus
D   2   2  0  2  0       (Actual F# 
note on 2nd fret of E string)
G   0   0  2  2  0
B   0   1  3  2  0
e   0   0  2  0  3

[Intro]
          Em          C   D    (2X)

E|------0----0----0--0-|       
B|----------------1--3-|       
G|---------------0--2--|       
D|--------------2---0--|       
A|---0h2--0h2---3------|       
E|--0----0-------------| (Feel 

E|                            
B|                            
G|                            
D|                            
A|                            
E|your way through this part) 

             Em
             The cold wind blew the 
preacher grieved
                C
             He said they're comin' 
after me
               D                   
             I ain't exactly what I
            Em
 seem to be

             Em
             He pulled his pistol 
from his side
             C
             Pointed it at me and 
cried
                 D             
             And then he laid a 
                   Em
bullet deep in my chest

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             Em
             He stood still 
revealin' the story
             C
             That I knew was true 
before
                 D                 
             And now because of it 
      Em
I lay dying

             Em
             He claimed to run with 
Jesse James,
             C
             William Bonnie, and 
they all the same
              D                    
             I ain't no preacher 
                Em
man I was born of fire

[Pre-Chorus]
             A                     
             Hey can't you hear 
        G*     Em   F#*
that train coming now
             A                     
             Rollin' fast down the 
               G*    Em
tracks to hell their bound

[Chorus]
             C        D         
             Well I'm in over my 
G  F#* Em
head again
             C            D       
             I hear those pistols 
       Em
layin' down
                 C      D          
             And I have takin' the 
G       F#*   Em
lives of many men
             C       D            
             Now the angel's 
  Em
comin' down
                        C       
             I said the Angel of 
   D             Em
Death is coming down

             Em
             Well up in the horizon
             C
             Laid the red sun 
beatin' cold and dying
                 D                 
             And taking with it all
                        Em
 the lives the preacher stole

             Em
             Well you see the 
preacher is not real
               C
             He clench his fists of 
rage and steal
                 D                 
             And spit the fires of 
              Em
Satan at your soul

             Em
             He beat the path to 
Heaven's door
                C
             The angels said they'd 
take no more
             D                     
             Now he walks the Earth
           Em
 forever lone

             Em
             And on the stone that 
marked his death
                 C
             When he did finally lay
 to rest
             D                     
             Were the lonely words 
          Em
"I'm going home"