G G/B C/E G G/B Standin by your window in pain, A pistol in your C/E G G/B C/E 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!

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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 the river side. G A C G