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Little Pistol ukulele

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[Intro]
Bm  G  D  Em7
 
[Verse]
Bm
Upon my side
G
Where it is felt
D                            Em7
I pack a little pistol on my pistol belt
         Em
I think I might be feared
      Bm          
Of the world,
       C
and the way
  D              Em
it makes you feel afraid

Bm
Under the skin
G
Against the skull
D                              Em
They put a little chip so they know it all
         Em
I think I might be scared
      Bm          
Of the world,
 
       C
and the way
  D             
it makes you feel afraid 

    Em               Em
And  I, I, I, I, I, I
              G
It gets in the way,
           Bm
gets in the way
           G
gets in the way
      A
In the way, way ay ay ay and now

Em
I want brimstone
B7
In my garden
   Am
And I want roses
Em
Set on fire
C                    G
And I, I want what's best for me
C
And I, 
          G     F            C
I think I know, just what that means,
              Bm
Just what that means.

  Bm
To-day I coo
  G
To-day I caw
 D
I have a pistol party and I 
Em         Gb7
Kill them all
                 Gb7
I think I might be feared.

      Bm           C
Of the men and the men
           D         Em
with their hands in-side,
       Bm             C
and the women, oh the women
        D          
all they do is cry,

   Em              Em
And  I, I, I, I, I, I
         G
I lose my mind
       Bm
lose my mind
       G
lose my mind
       A
Lose my mi,i,i,ind and now

Em
I found brimstone
B7
In my garden
   Am
And I found roses
Em
Set on fire
Em                 B7
And I found Jesus, what a liar
Am                    Em
So I trade licks with Muddy Waters
 
[Outro]
C                     G
And I, I found what's best for me
C               G
And I, I see no tragedy
C                     G
And I, well I found a burning rose,
C                  G      F     C      
And I, I won’t be packin little pistols
       Bm
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