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Bad Mans Blunder by The Kingston Trio
Bad Mans Blunder
[Verse]
E B7 E
Well, early one evening I was rollin' around. I was feelin' kind of mean. I shot a deputy down.
E B7 E
Strollin' on home and I went to bed. Well, I laid me pistol up under my head.
A
He strolled along home (I took my time)
E
and he went to bed (Thought I'd sleep some)
B7
Laid his pistol (Big twenty-two)
E
up under his head (I keep it handy)
[Verse]
E B7 E
Well, early in the morning 'bout the break of day, I figured it was time to make a getaway.
E B7 E
Steppin' right along but I was steppin' too slow. Got surrounded by a sheriff down in Mexico.
A
He was steppin' right along (Were a-high footin' it)
E
but he was steppin' too slow (It was a sultry day)
B7
Got surrounded by a sheriff (Boxed in)
E
in Mexico. (I didn't even have a chance to see the country.)
[Verse]
E B7 E
When I was arrested, I didn't have a dime. The sheriff says, "Son, you're ridin' free this time.
E B7 E
Where you're goin' you won't need a cent 'cause the great state of Texas gonna pay your rent.
A
'Cause where you're goin' (I think he means jail)
E
you won't need a cent (Well, he knows I'm broke)
B7
'Cause the great state of Texas (Yippee!)
E
gonna pay your rent. (I'm mighty grateful, fellas)
[Verse]
E B7 E
Well, I didn't have a key and I didn't have a file. Natur'lly I stayed around until my trial.
E B7 E
The judge was an old man; ninety-three and I didn't like the way the jury looked at me.
A
The judge was an old man (Too old)
E
Ninety-three (Entirely too old)
B7 E
I didn't like the way the jury looked at me. (I think they were suspicious.)
[Verse]
E B7 E
The judge and the jury, they did agree. They all said murder in the first degree.
E
The judge said, "Son, I don't know whether to hang you or not, but this here killin' of
N.C.
deputy sheriffs has just naturally got to stop!" ("You've got a point there, judge!")
E F
[Verse]
F C7 F
It was a most unsatisfactory trial. They gave me ninety-nine years on the hard rock pile.
F C7 F
Ninety and nine on the hard rock ground. All I ever did was shoot a deputy down.
Bb
Ninety and nine (It could have been life.)
F
on the hard rock pile (They might-a hung me)
C7 F F Bb F Bb F
And all he ever did was shoot a deputy down
(This whole thing has sure been a lesson to me. Bang! You're dead!)
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