Chords for Willie Nelson - Hard to Be an Outlaw (Official Audio)
Tempo:
91.5 bpm
Chords used:
Am
E
Dm
G
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Am] [Am]
[Am]
She was cuter than a speckled pup, [E] just turned 21.
She had a lot of fun playing with my [Am] gun.
Just before the sun came up, she couldn't take [E] no more.
She came on down crying and crawling for [Am] the door.
Well, it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted it [E] anymore.
The only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up when [Dm] your back is to the floor.
[Am] And it's hard to be an outlaw who [Abm] ain't wanted it [Am] anymore.
[G] [Am]
The [A] record people nowadays [E] keep spinning round and round.
Songs about the back roads that they never held [A] them down.
They go and call it country, [Am] but that ain't the way [E] it sounds.
It's enough to make a renegade want to [Am] terrorize the town.
And it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted [E] it anymore.
And the only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up [Dm] when your back is to the floor.
And it's [Am] hard to be an outlaw [E] who ain't wanted [Am] it anymore.
[E] [B]
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] [E]
[A] [Am] [G] White [Am] Lightning is the horse I ride, [Ab] pedal to the floor.
[E] He blows fire from his nostrils and he runs like man o' [Am] war.
Someday we both may wind up in some junkyard on [E] the side.
[B] [Ab] But until that day, you can bet [E] your ass we're gonna whip [A] and ride.
[Am] Well, it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted it [E] anymore.
And the only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up when [Dm] your back is to the floor.
[Am] And it's hard to be an outlaw who [E] ain't wanted it [Am] anymore.
And it's hard to be an outlaw who [E] ain't [D] wanted [C] it [E] [Am] anymore.
[G] [Am] [G] [Am]
[Am]
She was cuter than a speckled pup, [E] just turned 21.
She had a lot of fun playing with my [Am] gun.
Just before the sun came up, she couldn't take [E] no more.
She came on down crying and crawling for [Am] the door.
Well, it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted it [E] anymore.
The only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up when [Dm] your back is to the floor.
[Am] And it's hard to be an outlaw who [Abm] ain't wanted it [Am] anymore.
[G] [Am]
The [A] record people nowadays [E] keep spinning round and round.
Songs about the back roads that they never held [A] them down.
They go and call it country, [Am] but that ain't the way [E] it sounds.
It's enough to make a renegade want to [Am] terrorize the town.
And it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted [E] it anymore.
And the only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up [Dm] when your back is to the floor.
And it's [Am] hard to be an outlaw [E] who ain't wanted [Am] it anymore.
[E] [B]
[Am] [Dm]
[Am] [E]
[A] [Am] [G] White [Am] Lightning is the horse I ride, [Ab] pedal to the floor.
[E] He blows fire from his nostrils and he runs like man o' [Am] war.
Someday we both may wind up in some junkyard on [E] the side.
[B] [Ab] But until that day, you can bet [E] your ass we're gonna whip [A] and ride.
[Am] Well, it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted it [E] anymore.
And the only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up when [Dm] your back is to the floor.
[Am] And it's hard to be an outlaw who [E] ain't wanted it [Am] anymore.
And it's hard to be an outlaw who [E] ain't [D] wanted [C] it [E] [Am] anymore.
[G] [Am] [G] [Am]
Key:
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E
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G
A
Am
E
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[Am] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
She was cuter than a speckled pup, [E] just turned 21.
_ She had a lot of fun playing with my [Am] gun.
Just before the sun came up, she couldn't take [E] no more.
She came on down crying and crawling for [Am] the door.
_ Well, it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted it [E] anymore.
The only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up when [Dm] your back is to the floor.
[Am] And it's hard to be an outlaw who [Abm] ain't wanted it [Am] anymore.
_ _ [G] _ [Am] _ _
_ The [A] record people nowadays [E] keep spinning round and round.
_ Songs about the back roads that they never held [A] them down.
They go and call it country, [Am] but that ain't the way [E] it sounds.
It's enough to make a renegade want to [Am] terrorize the town.
_ And it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted [E] it anymore.
And the only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up [Dm] when your back is to the floor.
And it's [Am] hard to be an outlaw [E] who ain't wanted [Am] it anymore. _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ [Am] _ _ [G] White [Am] Lightning is the horse I ride, [Ab] pedal to the floor.
_ [E] He blows fire from his nostrils and he runs like man o' [Am] war.
Someday we both may wind up in some junkyard on [E] the side.
[B] [Ab] But until that day, you can bet [E] your ass we're gonna whip [A] and ride.
[Am] _ Well, it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted it [E] anymore.
And the only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up when [Dm] your back is to the floor.
[Am] And it's hard to be an outlaw who [E] ain't wanted it [Am] anymore. _ _
And it's hard to be an outlaw who [E] ain't [D] wanted [C] it [E] [Am] anymore.
_ _ [G] _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [Am] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _
She was cuter than a speckled pup, [E] just turned 21.
_ She had a lot of fun playing with my [Am] gun.
Just before the sun came up, she couldn't take [E] no more.
She came on down crying and crawling for [Am] the door.
_ Well, it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted it [E] anymore.
The only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up when [Dm] your back is to the floor.
[Am] And it's hard to be an outlaw who [Abm] ain't wanted it [Am] anymore.
_ _ [G] _ [Am] _ _
_ The [A] record people nowadays [E] keep spinning round and round.
_ Songs about the back roads that they never held [A] them down.
They go and call it country, [Am] but that ain't the way [E] it sounds.
It's enough to make a renegade want to [Am] terrorize the town.
_ And it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted [E] it anymore.
And the only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up [Dm] when your back is to the floor.
And it's [Am] hard to be an outlaw [E] who ain't wanted [Am] it anymore. _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ [Am] _ _ [G] White [Am] Lightning is the horse I ride, [Ab] pedal to the floor.
_ [E] He blows fire from his nostrils and he runs like man o' [Am] war.
Someday we both may wind up in some junkyard on [E] the side.
[B] [Ab] But until that day, you can bet [E] your ass we're gonna whip [A] and ride.
[Am] _ Well, it's hard to be an outlaw who ain't wanted it [E] anymore.
And the only friends that's left is them behind that [Am] swinging door.
And it's hard to keep your tri up when [Dm] your back is to the floor.
[Am] And it's hard to be an outlaw who [E] ain't wanted it [Am] anymore. _ _
And it's hard to be an outlaw who [E] ain't [D] wanted [C] it [E] [Am] anymore.
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