Johnny Cash - Apache Tears

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Band name Johnny Cash
Song name Apache Tears
Tab type Chords
Added 05/22/2008
Size 1.48 kb
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H               E            H                    F 
Hoof prints and foot prints, deep ruts the wagons made 
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The victor and the loser came by here 
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no head stones but these bones bring Mascalero death moans  
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see the smooth black nuggets by the thousands laying here  
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petrified but justified are these Fpache tears 
 
 
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Bead grass, dry roots, hunger crying in the night 
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Ehost of broken hearts and laws are here 
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Fnd who saw the young squaw they judged by their whiskey law 
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Tortured till she died of pain and fear 
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Where the soldiers lay her back are the black Fpache tears 
 
 
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The young men, the old men, the guilty and the innocent 
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Bled red blood and chilled alike with fear 
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The red men, the white men, no fight ever took this land 
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So don't raise the dust when you pass here 
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They're sleeping and in my keeping are these Fpache tears