E                F#m11                     C#m B A
We can share the women, we can share the wine
E                 Bm             D/C#            A                  E   G#m  D  A
We can share what we've got of yours 'cause we done shared all of mine
E                F#m11          C#m B A
Keep on rollin', just a mile to go
E                Bm       D/C#        A               E   B  A  E  E7
Keep on rollin', my old buddy, you're movin' much too slow

[Segunda Parte]

E7(4)             E7        E7(4)             E7
I just jumped the watchman, right outside the fence
E7(4)                E7               E7(4)             E7
Took his rings, four bucks in change, ain't that heaven sent?

[Tercera Parte]

F#7(4)           F#7              F#7(4)           F#7
Hurts my ears to listen, Shannon, burns my eyes to see
F#7(4)            F#7                  F#7(4)             D  Bm  A  E
Cut down a man in cold blood, Shannon, might as well been me

[Cuarta Parte]

D          Bm       A                       E
We used to play for silver, now we play for life
D             Bm                  A                       E
And one's for sport and one's for blood at the point of a knife
D           Bm     A                        E
And now the die is shaken, now the die must fall
D              Bm        A         E                     A
There ain't no winner in the game, he don't go home with all
         D  G D  G F# F E F#m11 G#m11 A E
Not with all

[Quinta Parte]

E             F#m11              C#m B A
Leavin' Texas, fourth day of July
E               Bm         D/C#     A                E G#m D  A
Sun so hot, the clouds so low, the eagles filled the sky
E                 F#m11                   C#m B  A
Catch the Detroit Lightning out of Santa Fe
E                  Bm        D/C#         A              E B A  E  E7
The Great Northern out of Cheyenne from sea to shining sea

[Sexta Parte]

E7(4)       E7     E7(4)              E7
Gotta go to Tulsa, first train we can ride
E7(4)          E7            E7(4)              E7
Got to settle one old score, one small point of pride
F#7(4)           F#7                     F#7(4)              F#7
Ain't no place a man can hide, Shannon, to keep him from the sun
F#7(4)           F#7                   F#7(4)          D Bm A  E
Ain't no bed can give us rest, now, you keep us on the run

[Séptima Parte]

D    Bm          A                    E
Jack Straw from Wichita cut his buddy down
D           Bm     A                             E
And dug for him a shallow grave and laid his body down
D      Bm         A                     E
Half a mile from Tucson, by the morning light
D       Bm        A             E                   A                D   G D  G F# F E E4    E E4    E
One man gone and another to go, my old buddy you're moving much too slow

[Octava Parte]

E                F#m11                    C#m  B  A
We can share the women, we can share the wine