Lyrics:

G Gb Ce G Gb
Standin By Your Window In Pain, A Pistol In Your
ce G Gb Ce
hand, And I Beg You, Dear Molly, Girl,
d
Try And Understand Your Man The Best You Can.

g A7 C Em G
Across The Great Divide, Just Grab Your Hat, And Take That Ride
A C Em G
get Yourself A Bride, And Bring Your Children Down To The River Side.

g C G C
I Had A Goal In My Younger Days, I Nearly Wrote My Will
g C D
But I Changed My Mind For The Better, I'm At The Still, Had My Fill And I'm Fit To Kill
g C G C
Pinball Machine, And A Queen, I Nearly Took A Bust
G C D
tried To Keep My Hands To Myself, Ya Say It's A Must, But Who Can Ya Trust
g C G C
Harvest Moon Shinin' Down From The Sky, A Weary Sign For All
g C D
I'm Gonna Leave This One Horse Town, Had T' Stall Till The Fall, Now I'm Gonna Crawl!

g A C Em G

a C G C
Now Molly Dear, Don't Ya Shed A Tear
g C G
Your Time Will Surely Come, You'll Feed Your Man
c D
chicken Ev'ry Sunday, Now Tell Me, Hon, What-Cha Done With The Gun

g A7 C Em G
Across The Great Divide, Just Grab Your Hat, And Take That Ride
A C Em G
get Yourself A Bride, And Bring Your Children Down To Th