{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":73166,"song":"Tom Ames Prayer","artist":"Robert Earl Keen","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/73166-tom-ames-prayer-chords-by-robert-earl-keen/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/73166?type=chord","rating":4.82544,"votes":30,"content":"#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#\r\n#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #\r\n#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #\r\n#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##\r\nFrom: tbacus@onramp.net\r\n\r\n\r\nTom Ames Prayer\r\nby Steve Earle\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]\r\nEveryone in Nacodoches[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]G[/ch]                                 [ch]D[/ch]\r\nKnew Tom Ames would come to a bad end[/tab]\r\n[tab]           [ch]Em[/ch]\r\n'Cause the sheriff caught him[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]C[/ch]                        [ch]G[/ch]    [ch]D[/ch]      [ch]G[/ch]\r\nStealin' chickens and such by the time he was ten[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\nOne day his Daddy took a ten dollar bill\r\nAnd tucked it in his hand\r\nHe said I know you're headed for trouble son\r\nYour Momma wouldn't understand\r\n\r\nSo he took his Dad's money and his brother's old bay\r\nHe left without a word of thanks\r\nHe fell in with this crowd in some border town\r\nAnd he took to robbing banks\r\n\r\nOutside the law his luck a- run out fast\r\nA few years came and went\r\n'Til he's trapped in an alley in Abilene\r\nWith all but four shells spent\r\n\r\nAnd he realized prayin' was the only thing\r\nThat he hadn't ever tried\r\nWell he wasn't sure he quite knew how\r\nBut he looked up to the sky\r\n\r\nHe said you don't owe me nothin' and as far as I know Lord\r\nI don't owe nothin' to you\r\nI ain't askin' for a miricle Lord\r\nJust a little bit of luck will do\r\n\r\nYou know I ain't never prayed before\r\n'Cause it always seemed to me\r\nThat prayin's the same as beggin' Lord\r\nI don't take no charity\r\n\r\nbut right now Lord with my back to the wall\r\nI can't help but recall\r\nHow they nearly hung me for stealin' a horse\r\nIn Fort Smith, Arkansas\r\n\r\nJudge Parker said guilty and the gavel came down\r\nJust like a cannon shot\r\nI went away quietly\r\nI began to file a plot\r\n\r\nThey sent the  preacher down to my cell\r\nHe said the Lord's your only hope\r\nHe's the only friend you're gonna have son\r\nWhen you hit the end of Parker's rope\r\n\r\nAnd I guess he could have kept preachin' till Christmas\r\nbut he turned his back on me\r\nI put a homemade blade to that golden throat\r\nAsked the deputy for the key\r\n\r\nIt ain't the first trouble I've seen before\r\nAs you already know\r\nI've had some help from you Lord and the Devil himself's\r\nbeen strictly touch and go\r\n\r\nYeah but who in the hell am I talkin' to\r\nThere ain't no one here but me\r\nSo he cocked both his pistols and he spit in the dirt\r\nAnd he walked out into that street","plain_text":"#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#\n#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #\n#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #\n#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##\nFrom: tbacus@onramp.net\n\n\nTom Ames Prayer\nby Steve Earle\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nOne day his Daddy took a ten dollar bill\nAnd tucked it in his hand\nHe said I know you're headed for trouble son\nYour Momma wouldn't understand\n\nSo he took his Dad's money and his brother's old bay\nHe left without a word of thanks\nHe fell in with this crowd in some border town\nAnd he took to robbing banks\n\nOutside the law his luck a- run out fast\nA few years came and went\n'Til he's trapped in an alley in Abilene\nWith all but four shells spent\n\nAnd he realized prayin' was the only thing\nThat he hadn't ever tried\nWell he wasn't sure he quite knew how\nBut he looked up to the sky\n\nHe said you don't owe me nothin' and as far as I know Lord\nI don't owe nothin' to you\nI ain't askin' for a miricle Lord\nJust a little bit of luck will do\n\nYou know I ain't never prayed before\n'Cause it always seemed to me\nThat prayin's the same as beggin' Lord\nI don't take no charity\n\nbut right now Lord with my back to the wall\nI can't help but recall\nHow they nearly hung me for stealin' a horse\nIn Fort Smith, Arkansas\n\nJudge Parker said guilty and the gavel came down\nJust like a cannon shot\nI went away quietly\nI began to file a plot\n\nThey sent the  preacher down to my cell\nHe said the Lord's your only hope\nHe's the only friend you're gonna have son\nWhen you hit the end of Parker's rope\n\nAnd I guess he could have kept preachin' till Christmas\nbut he turned his back on me\nI put a homemade blade to that golden throat\nAsked the deputy for the key\n\nIt ain't the first trouble I've seen before\nAs you already know\nI've had some help from you Lord and the Devil himself's\nbeen strictly touch and go\n\nYeah but who in the hell am I talkin' to\nThere ain't no one here but me\nSo he cocked both his pistols and he spit in the dirt\nAnd he walked out into that street","chords":["G","D","Em","C","A"],"chord_diagrams":{"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"D":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,1,3,2],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,3,2]},"Em":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,0,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,0,0,0]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}