This shows the basic chords plus the intro and fill-ins. Listen to the song to get the strum/picking patterns. Capo 4 Intro Riff |e-------------------------------------------------------------------------| |B--1-3-1-0-1-0---0--------------------------------------------------------| |G--------------2---2-0-2-0---0-----------0--------------------------------| |D--------------------------2---2-0---0-2---2---0-------0----------0-------| |A----------------------------------3---------3---2-3-3-------0-3-3------0-| |E--------------------------------------------------------3-3--------3-3---| Verse 1 C F Dm F I ain't from Texas, but I made my way from Dallas Dm G C G And I know the lonesome sound is following C F Dm F I ain't a gambler, but I can recognize a hand Dm G C G And when to hold when the queens are staring back at me |e---------0-----------0--| |B---------1-----------0--| |G---------2-----------0--| x3 Then, C F G |D---------2-----------2--| |A--3-2-0--0-----------2--| |E--------------3-2-0--0--| Verse 2 Once I was a carpenter, and man my hands were calloused I could swing a metal mallet sure and straight But I took to the highway, a poet young and hungry And I left the timbers rotting where they lay Chorus F Fm Forever I will move like the world that turns beneath me C Am G And when I lose my direction I'll look up to the sky F And when the black cloak drags upon the ground Fm C I'll be ready to surrender, and remember Am G Well we're all in this together F Fm G If I live the life I'm given, I wont be scared to die Verse 3 And I don't come from Detroit, but her diesel motors pull me And I followed till I finally lost my way And now I spend my days in search of a woman we called purpose And if I ever pass back through here town I'll stay Chorus |e---------0-----------0--| |B---------1-----------0--| |G---------2-----------0--| x3 Then C F G C C |D---------2-----------2--| |A--3-2-0--0-----------2--| |E--------------3-2-0--0--| |e-------------------------------------| |B--1-3-1-0-1-0---0--------------------| |G--------------2---2-0-2-0---0--------| |D--------------------------2---2-0----| |A----------------------------------3--| |E-------------------------------------| And my life is but a coin, pulled from an empty pocket Dropped into a slot with dreams of sevens close behind And hope and fear go with it, and moon and the sun go spinning Like the numbers and fruits before our eyes C F G C Sometimes I hit, sometimes it robs me blind C F G C Sometimes I hit, sometimes it robs me blind Chorus Outro |e-----------------------------------------------------| |B--1-3-1-0-1-0---0---------------------------------1--| |G--------------2---2-0-2-0---0-----------0---------0--| |D--------------------------2---2-0---0-2---2---0---2--| |A----------------------------------3---------3---2-3--| |E-----------------------------------------------------| Thanks!