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I Hung My Head By Johnny Cash Words and music by Sting From the album American 4: The Man Comes Around Intro - C, F handful of times
CEarly one morning With Ftime to kill I Amborrowed Jeb's rifle And Fsat on the hill I Csaw a lone rider FCrossing the plain I Amdrew a bead on him To Fpractice my aim DmMy brother's rifle Went Goff in my hand A shot rang out CAcross the land The Fhorse he kept running The Amrider was dead I Chung my head I Fhung my head C CI set off running To Fwake from the dream AmMy brother's rifle Went Finto the sheen CI kept on running FInto the south lands And Amthat's where they found me My Fhead in my hands The Dmsheriff he asked me GWhy had I run Then it came to me Just Cwhat I had done And Fall for no reason Just Amone piece of lead I Chung my head I Fhung my head C CHere in the courthouse The Fwhole town is there AmI see the judge High Fup in his chair "ExCplain to the courtroom What Fwent through your mind And Amwe'll ask the jury What Fverdict they find" Dm"I felt the power Of Gdeath over life I orphaned his children I Cwidowed his wife I Fbeg their forgiveness I Amwish I was dead" I Chung my head, I Fhung my head C CEarly one morning With Ftime to kill AmI see the gallows FUp on the hill And Cout in the distance A Ftrick of the brain I Amsee a lone rider FCrossing the plain DmHe's come to fetch me To Gsee what they done We'll ride together C'Til kingdom come I Fpray for God's mercy For Amsoon I'll be dead I Chung my head, I Fhung my head I Chung my head, I Fhung my head I Chung my head, I Fhung my head