E|E|-----------------------||
        Chords
E|E|-----------------------||
    Em  C  D  A  G       G* in Pre-Chorus
                         (Actual G note on 3rd fret of E string)
E   0   X  X  X  3
A   2   3  X  0  2       F#* in Pre-Chorus and Chorus
D   2   2  0  2  0       (Actual F# note on 2nd fret of E string)
G   0   0  2  2  0
B   0   1  3  2  0
e   0   0  2  0  3

[Intro]
          Em          C   D    (2X)

E|------0----0----0--0-|
B|----------------1--3-|
G|---------------0--2--|
D|--------------2---0--|
A|---0h2--0h2---3------|
E|--0----0-------------| (Feel your way through this part)

             Em
             The cold wind blew the preacher grieved
                C
             He said they're comin' after me
               D                               Em
             I ain't exactly what I seem to be

             Em
             He pulled his pistol from his side
             C
             Pointed it at me and cried
                 D                                Em
             And then he laid a bullet deep in my chest

             Em
             He stood still revealin' the story
             C
             That I knew was true before
                 D                       Em
             And now because of it I lay dying

             Em
             He claimed to run with Jesse James,
             C
             William Bonnie, and they all the same
              D                                    Em
             I ain't no preacher man I was born of fire

[Pre-Chorus]  
             A                             G*     Em   F#*
             Hey can't you hear that train coming now
             A                                    G*    Em
             Rollin' fast down the tracks to hell their bound

[Chorus]      
             C        D         G  F#* Em
             Well I'm in over my head again
             C            D              Em
             I hear those pistols layin' down
                 C      D          G       F#*   Em
             And I have takin' the lives of many men
             C       D              Em
             Now the angel's comin' down
                        C          D             Em
             I said the Angel of Death is coming down

             Em
             Well up in the horizon
             C
             Laid the red sun beatin' cold and dying
                 D                                         Em
             And taking with it all the lives the preacher stole

             Em
             Well you see the preacher is not real
               C
             He clench his fists of rage and steal
                 D                               Em
             And spit the fires of Satan at your soul

             Em
             He beat the path to Heaven's door
                C
             The angels said they'd take no more
             D                                Em
             Now he walks the Earth forever lone

             Em
             And on the stone that marked his death
                 C
             When he did finally lay to rest
             D                               Em
             Were the lonely words "I'm going home"