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Bm C
Some punk with a shotgun killed young Danny Bailey
Bm C
In cold blood, in the lobby of a downtown motel
Bm C
Killed him in anger, a force he couldn't handle
C Em F
Helped pull the trigger that cut short his life
Am7 Bb
And there's not many knew him the way that we did
Am7 Bb
Sure enough he was a wild one, but then aren't most hungry kids, oh
A G F Em
Woah-oh, woah-oh, oh,
D/A Am Bm Bsus4 Bm Bsus4 Bm
Now it's all over Danny Bailey
E/B G/D A/E D
And the har - vest is in
C C/B Bb D/A
Dillinger's dead, woah-oh
C/G G/B D
I guess the cops won again
D Am Bm Bsus4 Bm Bsus4 Bm
Now it's all over Danny Bailey
E/B G/D A/E D
And the har - vest is in
We're running short of heroes back up here in the hills
Without Danny Bailey we're gonna have to break up our stills
So mark his grave well `cause Kentucky loved him
Born and raised a proper, I guess life just bugged him
And he found faith in danger, a lifestyle he lived by
A running gun youngster in a sad restless age
Waoh-oh, woah-oh, oh,
Now it's all over Danny Bailey
And the harvest is in
Dillinger's dead
I guess the cops won again
Now it's all over Danny Bailey
And the harvest is in
Bm / C / Bm / C / Bm Bsus4 Bm Bsus4
Bm / C / Bm / C / (repeat ‘til fade)
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