Young Westley Chords by Mary Mccaslin

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_ There once was a [E] gambler, [A] and Wesley was [E] his name.
_ _ _ _ [C#m] He'd ride many _ [E] miles for [A] the chance to [E] play his game. _ _ _
And the [C#m] _ _ lifelines [A] _
surrounded his [E] _ eyes, so [A] they say.
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highways, [A] he'd come on [E] his _ way.
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_ _ _ _ _ They'd tell of the lady who [A] came through to Wesley [E] _ Wild. _ _ _
_ _ [C#m] _ Weary of the rounders [A] as she was from [E] the mile.
_ _ _ _ On [C#] that hot, dusty [A] day as [C#m] she watched him [E] at [A] his play.
_ _ She thought [E] she heard [A] something far inside [C#m] her _ say. _ _
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_ _ [C#m] _ Oh, _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ young Wesley, _ take [C#m] me _ _ away. _
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_ She could tell he wasn't out long, but [A] she fell in with three [E]-four.
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saw herself beside him, [A] and on the run [E] once _ more. _
But it [C#m] pained him to [A] remember the [C#m] life darkness he [A] once _ led.
_ And so [E] he told her of [A] a man left [E] lying _ _ dead.
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_ _ _ _ So she told him of the ghosts [E] far [A] from lying cold [E] and _ still. _ _
_ [C#m] Of windy prairie nights [E] with [A] their lonely, [E] haunting _ chill.
_ _ _ How [C#m] she still could see [A] the faces of [C#m] the robbers [A] who'd gone. _ _ _
Passed [E] before her till [A] the first sun rays of [C#] _ _ dawn.
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_ _ [C#m] _ _ _ Oh, _
[E] _ [A] young _ Wesley, _ take [C#m] me _ [G#m] away.
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_ _ _ _ there who knew him said [A] they saw the change [E] come round.
_ _ _ [C#m] Like the grateful smiling laughter of [A] a wanderer who's [E] been found. _ _ _
But [C#m] the lady wondered [A] still what kind of [C#m] game was left to [A] play.
_ _ _ And [E] as they saddled up [A] to leave some heard [E] her say.
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_ _ _ _ You lived life as a gambler [E] all [A] along San _ [E] _ _ Joaquin. _
_ [C#m] In your eyes remained the story [E] of [A] the times you [E] have _ seen.
_ _ But [C#m] your smile across [A] the campfire makes [C#m] a dream alive [A] _ again. _ _ _
Of [E] a spirit free to [A] glide _ [C#] across the _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ _ plain. _ _
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_ _ [C#m] _ _ Oh, _ _ _ [A] young _ Wesley, _ take [C#m] me away.
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_ [C#m] Oh, _ _ _ _ _ young [A] _ _ Wesley, _ take [C#m] me _ away. _ _
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