Chords for Steve Earle, The Gringo's Tale

[G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
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_ [G] _ _ _ We're a long way away from the beach [C] here.
_ You won't see me when the green [G] goes red.
Well, I come from West _ [C] Colorado.
_ And I've wandered this world far [G] and wide.
And I've lived for some years in the [C] shadows.
_ _ And my eyes aren't used to [G] this light.
But if you buy me a strong drink [C] of whiskey,
_ _ I will tell you the tale [G] of my life.
It's long and it's sad, but it fits [C] me.
_ _ And it may bring tears [G] to your eyes. _ _ _ _
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_ _ [G] _ _ _ All the men of my family were [C] soldiers. _ _
Hard-fighting, straight [G]-talking guys.
When my turn came, all [C] that was over.
_ But I'd already made up my [G] mind.
I was there when we blew [C] through Grenada.
_ And I still have to ask myself [G] why.
_ Then we took down that fool, [Fm] _ [C] Noriega. _
That's where I caught good [G] company. _ _
Well, he asked me if I loved [C] my country. _
And before I had time [G] to reply,
he regaled me with tales of [C] past _ glories.
And I believed every one [G] of his lies. _
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_ [C] _ _ [G] _ So I left my old life [C] behind me.
Turned my back on my [G] family traits.
_ And I did everything that they [C] asked me. _
And I lost some sleep now and again.
And [G] I live like a thief and [C] assassin. _ _
I smuggle the poison [Gm] sometimes.
[C] Till [G] I ask the [C] wrong question,
passing _ _ _ _ internal and self [G]-dropping down.
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_ _ _ _ _ [G] If you're ever in West _ [C] Colorado, _ _
tell folks in [G] Durango goodbye.
_ There's a price on my head [F] and I can't [C] go. _
So I'll just wait around here [Gm] till I'm done. _ _
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