Run From The Gun
Dead Confederate
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G C F I got mad at historyG C Picked it up and fell in loveF with everythingG C F Men and pen and paperG C Like the wind you let em in nowF C they'll never leaveG C Run from the gun, dont be afraidG C Run from the gun where the dead layG C Run from the gun, dont be afraidContinúa después del anuncioF Run from the gun You were sweet as poison Dried my mouth, took me out, and left me glad You did me no favors It was done by the last one that i ever had Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the gun where the dead lay Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the gun Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the gun where the dead lay Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the gun It was loaded with the pressure Too much pressure to be measured I was holding you off the wrong And it felt right... I got let down gently Never even knew the end was on the way Then I made my peace there Opened eyes and to my surprise it was a waste Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the gun with the deadly Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the gun