Vagabond Blues chords and lyrics - BLUES TRAVELER

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[Intro 1]
[F][Em][Am]
[F][Em][Am]
[F][Em][Am][Em]

[Verse 1]
[F]I'm just
chasin' the wind whisper[Em]in' Willie Nelson
Thir[Am]teen knots if I'm
caughts where I'm restin'
A [F]dead man's hand and I
[Em]got all my chips in
[Am]Ace high, 8 low, thunder in the [F]distance
My trail leads west,
desper[C]ado on a [Em]mis sion
[Am]Vagabond blues when
I hear the train [F]whistlin'
No rest for the wicked,
I'll [Em]sleep when I'm buried
No [Am]name on my [F]tombstone,
[Am]call me Huckle[C]berry

[Verse 2]
Yeah
[F]Out there Jar[Em]ed's got a whiskey
[Am]I hope that no o[Dm]ne'll miss me
[F]When I'm gone, [Em]when I'm gone
[Am]I couldn't tell ya 'bout
the [Dm]right or wrong

[Verse 3]
[F]Out there [Em]Jared's got a whiskey
[Am]I hope that [Dm]no one'll miss me
[F]When I'm gone, [Em]when I'm gone
[Am]I couldn't tell ya 'bout
the right or wrong
I keep movin' on like vagabond,
But leave the fire on
Illuminate the light at night so
I can find my way back home
You [F]never know what's told,
we might be [Em]old
Or all be dead at dawn
The [Am]Devil knows I'm sold,
He's sitting shotgun, [C]ride along
[F]Rabid dog fight, foaming,
[Em]rabid dog bite
All these [Am]words are muddy
water like
I'm fishing with some [C]dynamite
[F]Dead to rights, pistol sights,
[Em]Pine box filled at night
[Am]They just might close it tight, man,
It will be [F]our night, yeah
My bones [Em]grown damn brittle

[Verse 4]
[Am]
Every line in my [Dm]face is a riddle
[F]When I'm gone, [Em]when I'm gone
[Am]I couldn't tell ya 'bout
the [Dm]right or wrong

[Verse 5]
[F]My bones [Em]grown damn brittle
[Am]Every line in my face [Dm]is a riddle
[F]When I'm gone, [Em]when I'm gone
[Am]I couldn't tell ya 'bout

[Verse 6]
the right or wrong
[F]Met a girl [Em]who needed help
[Am]Felt that I could share [C]the wealth
[F]Picked her up, [Em]talked a bit
[Am]Laughed about our pain within
[F]She was Ruby and [Em]I was I
[Am]And while she glistened, I'd just l[C]ie

[Verse 7]
[F]Every word [Em]that she said
[Am]Echoed like drums in my head
[F]Years have passed an[Em]d I grew old
And [Am]traveled 'round in search for [C]her
She [F]took my heart, and [Em]took my gold
An[Am]other vagabond love story told
[F]High road, never been a pre[Am]acher
Fool's gold,
always been a- teach[F]in'
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
[Am]I couldn't tell ya 'bout the
[F]right or wrong

[Verse 8]
Well, I'm dyin' [E]lookin' at the pictures
[Am]All my lies neve[Dm]r gonna fix her
[F]When I'm gone, [E]when I'm gone
[Am]I couldn't tell ya 'bout
the right [F]or wrong[Em]
[Am]I couldn't tell ya 'bout the

[Verse 9]
[Dm]
right [F]or wrong[Em]
[Am]I couldn't tell ya 'bout
the [Dm]right or wrong
[F]I[Em][Am][Dm]
[F]cou[Em]ldn't[Am]
tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
[F]When I'm gone,

[Verse 10]
[Em]when I'm gone
[Am]I couldn't tell ya 'bout the
[Dm]right or wrong
[F]When I'm gone, [E]when I'm gone
[Am]I couldn't tell ya 'bout
the [Dm]right or [F]wrong
When I'm gone, [E]gone[Am]