Chord Last Gunfighter Ballad by Johnny Cash

capo 4 Bm A the old gunfighter stood on the porch and stared into sun G D and relived all the old days back when he was livin’ by the gun Bm A when deadly games of pride were played and livin’ was mistakes not made chorus 1 : G and the thought of the smell of the black powder smoke A D and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke G D the thought of the smell of the black powder smoke A D and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke and it’s always keep your back to the sun and you can almost feel the weight of that gun it’s faster than snakes or a blink of the eye and it’s a time for all slow men to die his eyes get squinty and he’s straight as log as he empties his gun at the dirty dog chorus 2 : and he’s hit by the smell of the black powder smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke hit by the smell of the black powder smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke now the burn of a bullet is only a scar and he’s back in his chair in front of a bar and the streets’re empty and the blood’s all dried , the dead ’re dust and and the inside so buy him a drink and lend him an ear he’s nobody’s fool and he’s the only one here chorus 3 : who remembers the smell of the black powder smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke remember the smell of the black powder smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke said i stood in that street before it was paved , i learned the shoot or be shot before i shave and i did it all for the money and the fame , noble was nothing but feelin’ no shame and nothing was sacred but stayin’ alive and all that i learned from a colt 45 chorus 4 : was to cuss the smell of the black powder smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke cuss the smell of the black powder smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke now he’s just an old man that nobody believes says he’s a gunfighter the last of his breed and there’s ghosts in the street seekin’ revenge , callin’ him out to the lunatic fringe he’s out in the traffic now checking the sun and he’s killed by a car as he goes for his gun chorus 5 : so much for the smell of the black powder smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke so much for the smell of the black powder smoke and the stand in the street at the turn of a joke