The Devil Pays In Gold
Jason Boland
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Am Gus checked his pocket-watch itD was a quarter past nineAm He caught a train to Baton RougeG E and bought a copy of the times.Am Pulled out a faded picture of aD woman with coal black hairF E She had gone out east and heAm prayed he’d find her there.Am D She met a gambler who said he hailed from New OrleansAm Gus knew he fancied her but sheG E wanted him too it seemedAm He followed the trail of brokenD stories till he heard that she left town,F E She was packed and gone by theAm time he turned around FILL:C G Am C GEAm He talked to the man a while thatD had tore the ticket stubsAm If he finds that son of a b***h heG E was gonna spill that Cajun bloodAm There would not be a mojo man whoD would save him from that dayF E He had crossed the line andAm there’d be hell to payAm Well the 10 o’clock from SanD Antone it departed right on timeAm G He lit up a cigarette as theE tracks began to whineAm The Texas heat had felt like hellD without his woman thereF E The Spanish maiden with the coalAm black hair FILL C G Am C G EContinúa después del anuncioCHORUS:Am F You’re gonna live and die by theC blade and you’ll reap what you sowGAm F Cause life the things that happensC G on our way to growing oldAm F If the truth was known to womanC G she could steal her lover’s soulAm E She knows that the devil pays inAm gold. FILL C G Am C G EAm They pulled into the station andD he packed his cap and ballAm He went to check the hotels if heG E needed to check them allAm He knew all he needed to do was toD find a game of cardF E And he could drop the ace ofAm spades on the queen of heartsAm He found the downstairs card roomD where the high rollers stayedAm G One chair stood empty from theE last table left to playAm He pulled a stool up to the barD but he could not see a thingF E Till a loud mouth Yankee bet hisAm lady’s ring FILL C G Am C G EAm Pulled a pistol on the desk clerkD cause he would not take a bribeAm G and then he shouted Give me theirE number and you might walk out aliveAm The next thing from the clerk’sD lips was the number forty-fourF E And he pointed upstairs and he ranAm on out the doorAm D He found the room and was ready to go insideAm He put a boot to the door and itG E flung open wideAm The gambler he reached for his gunD but he would not get a shotF E Gus had his aim and he let thatAm hammer drop FILL C G Am C G E CHORUS:Am F You’re gonna live and die by theC blade and you’ll reap what you sowGAm F Cause life the things that happensC G on our way to growing oldAm F If the truth was known to womanC G she could steal her lover’s soulAm E She knows that the devil pays inAm gold. C G Am C G Am C G Am Am E Am E strum onceAm The gambler lay before him he wasD sprawled across that chairAm G But where was his maiden with theE coal black hairAm He didn’t know she stood behindD him, she had gone for wine and breadF E He hit the floor when her bulletAm struck his head. FILL C G Am C G E CHORUS:Am F You’re gonna live and die by theC blade and you’ll reap what you sowGAm F Cause life the things that happensC G on our way to growing oldAm F If the truth was known to womanC G she could steal her lover’s soulAm E She knows that the devil pays inAm gold.