Am A7
I spent all my money, Mexician whorehouse
D7 D
'Cross the street from a catholic church
Am Am
Then I wiped off my revolver
E E7 A E A N.C.
An' I buttoned up my burgundy shirt
[Verse]
Am A7
I shot the mornin' in the back, With my red wings on
D7 D
Told the sun it better go back down
Am Am
And I can find a book of matches
E E7 A E A N.C.
I'm gonna burn this hotel down
[Chorus]
Am A7
You got to tell me, Brave Captain
D7 D
Why are the wicked, So strong
Am Am
How do the angels get to sleep
E E7 A E A N.C.
When the Devil leaves his porchlight on
[Verse]
Am A7
Well, I dropped thirty grand, On the Nuggets slots
D7 D
Had to sell my ass on Fremont Street
Am Am
And the drummer said there's sanctuary
E E7 A
Over at the Bagdad Room
[Verse]
Am A7
Then it's, One for the money, Two for the show
D7 D
Three to get ready, And, Go man go
Am Am
I said, Tell me Mr. Seigel
E E7 A E A N.C.
How do I get outta here
[Pre-Chorus]
E E
Willard's knocked out, On a bottle of heat
A A
Drivin' dangerous curves, Across a dirty sheet
E E
He said man, You ought to see her, When her parents are gone
D7 N.C. E7 N.C.
Man you ought to hear her, When the siren's on
[Chorus]
Am A7
I said, Tell me, Brave Captain
D7 D
Why are the wicked, So strong
Am Am
How do the angels get to sleep
E E7 A E A N.C.
When the Devil leaves his porchlight on
[Verse]
Am A7
Don't you know, That ain't no, Broken bottle, That I picked up in my headlights
D7 D
On the other side of the, Nevada Line
Am Am
Well here they, Live hard, Die young
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Have a good lookin' corpse, Every time
[Verse]
Am A7
Well, You know, The pit-boss said, I should keep movin'
D7 D
This is where you go, When you die
Am Am
So I shot a black beauty
E E7 A E A N.C.
And I kissed her right between the eyes
[Pre-Chorus]
E E
Ooh now, Willard's knocked out, On a bottle of heat
A A
Drivin' dangerous curves, Across a dirty sheet
E E
He said, When the bitch is wound up, And her parents are gone
D7 N.C. E7 N.C.
Man you ought to hear her, When the siren's on
[Chorus]
Am A7
I said, Tell me, Brave Captain
D7 D
Why are the wicked, So strong
Am Am
How do the angels get to sleep
E E7 A E A N.C.
When the Devil leaves his porchlight on
[Verse]
Am A7
I spent all my money now, In a Mexician whorehouse
D7 D
Across the street from a catholic church
Am Am
An' then I wiped off my revolver
E E7 A E A N.C.
And buttoned up my burgandy shirt
[Verse]
Am A7
I shot the mornin' in the back, With my red wings on
D7 D
Told the sun it better go back down
Am Am
And I can find a book of matches
E E7 A E A N.C.
I'm gonna burn this hotel down
[Verse]
Am A7
An' it's, One for the money, Two for the show
D7 D
I said, Three to get ready, Go man go
Am Am
I said, Tell me Mr. Seigel
E E7 A E A N.C.
How do I get outta here
