Into The Old Mans Shoes

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I‘m moving out of Tombstone, yeah with the sun behind my back 
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I‘m tired of people talking of things that I lack 
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Ever since a week ago, the day he passed away 
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I‘ve been taking too much notice of the things they‘ve had to say 
 
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And all they say is you ain‘t half the man he used to be 
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He had strength and he worked his life to feed his family 
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So if that‘s the way it has to be, I‘ll say goodbye to you 
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I‘m not the guy, or so it seems to fill my old man‘s shoes 
 
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Like I‘m a wicked way of life, the kind that should be tamed 
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They‘d like to see me locked in jail and tied up in their chains 
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Oh it‘s hard and I can‘t see what they want me to do Lord, Lord 
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They seem to think I should step into the old man‘s shoes 
 
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(G#), (D#), (C#), (D#) 
(G#), (D#), (C#) 
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(G#), (D#), (C#), (D#) 
 
(G#) (D#) (C#) 
Like I‘m a wicked way of life, the kind that should be tamed 
(G#) (D#) (C#) 
They‘d like to see me locked in jail and tied up in their chains 
(G#) (A#) (C#) (G#) 
Oh it‘s hard and I can‘t see what they want me to do Lord, Lord 
(F#) (C#) (G#) 
They seem to think I should step into the old man‘s shoes