John Wesley Harding

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John Wesley Harding was a friend to the poor
 He traveled with a gun in every hand
 All along this countryside he opened a-many a door
 But he was never known to hurt an honest man
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 'Twas down in Chaynee County, a time they talk about
 With his lady by his side he took a stand
 And soon the situation there was all but straightened out
 For he was always known to lend a helping hand
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 All across the telegraph his name, it did resound
 But no charge held against him could they prove
 And there was no man around, who could track or chain him down
 He was never known to make a foolish move
 

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Duration
02:57
Key
5
Tempo
135 BPM

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