Chords for Kris Kristofferson - Johnny Lobo Live
Tempo:
79.65 bpm
Chords used:
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G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[G]
[A] This is a true story about a friend of ours.
[G]
[D] [A] [D]
Once upon a dusty reservation, [G] [A] somewhere in the land of Sibbo,
[D] Johnny Lobo played with fire [G] and dreamed of open spaces,
[D] to hell.
not [D] forgotten, murdered like the holy buffalo.
[A] This is a true story about a friend of ours.
[G]
[D] [A] [D]
Once upon a dusty reservation, [G] [A] somewhere in the land of Sibbo,
[D] Johnny Lobo played with fire [G] and dreamed of open spaces,
[D] to hell.
not [D] forgotten, murdered like the holy buffalo.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [A] _ This is a true story about a friend of ours.
[D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ Once upon a dusty reservation, [G] _ _ _ [A] somewhere in the land of Sibbo,
[D] _ _ _ _ Johnny Lobo played with fire [G] and dreamed of open spaces,
_ [A] locked inside a heaven gone [D] to hell.
_ _ _ [G] All the dreams were gone but not [D] forgotten, _ _ murdered like the holy buffalo.
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] Johnny Lobo knew the [G] rules and grew into [D] a warrior,
_ [A] fighting for his people [D] and his soul.
_ _ Oh, _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ oh, oh, oh.
[G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ Loaded down with lessons that he [G] carried, _ _ [A] home from Vietnam to [D] wounded knees.
_ _ _ Johnny Lobo burned a [G] flag he knew had been dishonored.
_ [A] Paid the price for thinking [D] he was free.
_ _ [G] Someone set his house on fire.
_ Burned it to the ground with his wife and children locked [A] inside.
_ _ _ [D] Later when the bitter [G] tears were falling to the ashes,
[A] something good in Johnny Lobo [D] died. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ In the darkened corner of [G] the tavern, _ _ _ [A] burning down old memories [D] of death,
_ _ Johnny Lobo stares into [G] smoke and dreams of clouds,
_ [A] running like wild horses [D] with the wind.
_ _ [G] Holy Phoenix rising [D] from the ashes _ into the circle [A] of the sun,
_ _ Johnny Lobo's warrior [G] heart was burnished in the amber.
[A] _ _ _
[D] Battle's just begun.
_ _ Oh, _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ Lord. _
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ Thank you. _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ This is a true story about a friend of ours.
[D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ Once upon a dusty reservation, [G] _ _ _ [A] somewhere in the land of Sibbo,
[D] _ _ _ _ Johnny Lobo played with fire [G] and dreamed of open spaces,
_ [A] locked inside a heaven gone [D] to hell.
_ _ _ [G] All the dreams were gone but not [D] forgotten, _ _ murdered like the holy buffalo.
[A] _ _ _ _ [D] Johnny Lobo knew the [G] rules and grew into [D] a warrior,
_ [A] fighting for his people [D] and his soul.
_ _ Oh, _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ oh, oh, oh.
[G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ Loaded down with lessons that he [G] carried, _ _ [A] home from Vietnam to [D] wounded knees.
_ _ _ Johnny Lobo burned a [G] flag he knew had been dishonored.
_ [A] Paid the price for thinking [D] he was free.
_ _ [G] Someone set his house on fire.
_ Burned it to the ground with his wife and children locked [A] inside.
_ _ _ [D] Later when the bitter [G] tears were falling to the ashes,
[A] something good in Johnny Lobo [D] died. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ In the darkened corner of [G] the tavern, _ _ _ [A] burning down old memories [D] of death,
_ _ Johnny Lobo stares into [G] smoke and dreams of clouds,
_ [A] running like wild horses [D] with the wind.
_ _ [G] Holy Phoenix rising [D] from the ashes _ into the circle [A] of the sun,
_ _ Johnny Lobo's warrior [G] heart was burnished in the amber.
[A] _ _ _
[D] Battle's just begun.
_ _ Oh, _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ Lord. _
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ Thank you. _ _ _ _