Las Cruces Jail

E
Well I spent last night in Las 
Cruces Jail.
B             A
Raining hail, born to fail.
E
Nobody come for to go my bail.
B                      E
Sun, don't you rise no more.


E
Well I shot one man on the county 
line.
B                      A
Took his dime and I blew his mind.
E
Now I'm just sittin' here doin' 
time.
B                     E
Sun, don't you rise no more.


C#m                               
Well a restless wind is whistling 
           G#m
through my windows through my head,
B                            A
through all the scrapes that I've 
survived.
C#m                             
And in my hour of darkness I keep 
   G#m
counsel with the dead,
B                        A
just enough to remind me I'm alive.


E
Well I write to the governor for to 
hear my plea
B                 A
but he don't even answer me.
E
Judge said he's gonna set my spirit 
free.
B                      A
Sun, don't you rise no more.


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E
Gavel fell, he chose the day,
B                   A
Gallows high, thirteenth of May.
E
But I don't plan to go that way.
B                      E
Sun, don't you rise no more.

A            B       E
Goodnight my Anda-Lucia.
      A           B            
Don't buy all the lies that they 
       E
feed ya.
A                         B      
And though you're heading slowly 
        C#m             A
to some place I can't respect,
E                       B        
I'll keep you in my collection of
    E
 regrets.

C#m                            
And that's twenty-one fell by my 
             G#m
gun, oh, they all fell the same.
B                              A
Just need one more to match my age.
C#m                               
Then I'll count my killin' done. 
      G#m
but I won't deny my name:
B                                  
Quickest wrist of the chaparral and 
A
sage.


E
Now desperate times call for 
desperate men,
B                   A
I'm just a kid but I'll pretend
E
my time will come but until then,
B                      E
Sun, don't you rise no more.

E                                 
Well I see that gallows altar, 
  E
that circle 'round the Sun.
             B              E     
                 A
   B
They're gonna hang me if I stay 
here, they're gonna shoot me if I 
run.
E
That jailer better watch his pride
B                      A
or off my wrists these shackles 
slide.
E
Hear my restless fourty-five.
B                      E
Sun, don't you rise no more.

A            B       E       B
Goodnight my Anda-Lucia.
A                 B              
Don't buy all the lies that they 
     E      B
feed ya.
A                         B      
And though you're heading slowly 
         C#m           A
to some place I can't respect,
E                   B            
I'll keep you in my collection of
     E
 regrets.

[silence]

C#m                               
And down the highway, down the 
   G#m
road, to infamy I'll ride.
B                          A
I'll take my pardon on the run,
C#m                               
with a trail of death behind me 
  G#m
and Deluvina at my side,
B                           A
two silhouettes against the Sun.

E
Well I spent last night in Las 
Cruces Jail.
B              A
Raining hail, born to Fail.
E
Nobody come for to go my bail.
B                      E
Sun, don't you rise no more