Capo up 1 fret

Verse 1
C                                         F             C     
So you never picked no peaches you never rode no boxcar train
C                                         D                G                     
You never worked down on the road gang or slept out in the rain
C                               F                  C      
When you see a good man have to struggle sweat and strain
C                                           G                 C    
When a man can't feed his children don't it make you stop and think


Chorus
          F            G       C  CM9/B   Am   Am7/G    
Are they gonna make us outlaws again
        F         G           C  CM9/B   Am   Am7/G         
Is that what it's comin to my friend
        F              G                C        CM9/B     Am       
Well I think I see why Pretty Boy Floyd done the things he did
          F             G      C        
Are they gonna make us outlaws again


Verse 2
C                                           F            C
I'll tell you folks there's trouble there's tension everywhere
C                     D               G
And everybody's askin when's it gonna end
C                                               F
Well there ain't nobody answered because there ain't nobody up there
C                                               G           C
But I'll tell you folks there's trouble there's trouble everywhere


Chorus
          F            G       C  CM9/B   Am   Am7/G    
Are they gonna make us outlaws again
        F         G           C  CM9/B   Am   Am7/G         
Is that what it's comin to my friend
        F              G                C        CM9/B     Am       
Well I think I see why Pretty Boy Floyd done the things he did
          F             G      C        
Are they gonna make us outlaws again


Verse 3
C                              F                 C
Well hard times and breadlines ain't no sight to see
C                        D                 G
Being a man who's hungry ain't no plate of dreams
C                                             F              G
Yeah the blues is fine for singing but they's mighty hard to eat
C                                            G             C
If they rob you with a fountain pen, they rob you just the same


Chorus
          F            G       C  CM9/B   Am   Am7/G    
Are they gonna make us outlaws again
        F         G           C  CM9/B   Am   Am7/G         
Is that what it's comin to my friend
        F              G                C        CM9/B     Am       
Well I think I see why Pretty Boy Floyd done the things he did
          F             G      C        
Are they gonna make us outlaws again


Verse 4
C                                F                     C
There's always been a bottom and there's always been a top
                            D                  G
Someone took the orders and someone called the shots
C                                 F               G
Someone took the beating lord and someone got the prize
C                                        G                    C
Well that might be the way it's been but that don't mean it's right



Chorus
          F            G       C  CM9/B   Am   Am7/G    
Are they gonna make us outlaws again
        F         G           C  CM9/B   Am   Am7/G         
Is that what it's comin to my friend
        F              G                C        CM9/B     Am       
Well I think I see why Pretty Boy Floyd done the things he did
          F             G      C        
Are they gonna make us outlaws again


         F             G       C        
Are they gonna make us outlaws again



F                                                  G   C
(Spoken) I believe there gonna make us outlaws!







CM9/B chord
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