I Hung My Head

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This is the Johnny Cash version of the Sting song “Hung My Head”. Here’s the guitar chords of I Hung My Head from the album American IV: The Man Comes Around.

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Intro:

C/G  
 
F  
 
C/G  
 
F  
 
C/G  
Verse 1:

C/G  
Early one morning
 
With 
F  
time to kill
 
I b
AM  
orrowed Jebb’s rifle
 
And 
F  
sat on a hill
 
C/G  
saw a lone rider
F  
Crossing the plain
 
I d
AM  
rew a bead on him
 
To pr
F  
actice my aim
  
DM  
My brother’s rifle
 
Went 
G  
of in my hand
 
A s
G  
hot rang out
 
Ac
C/G  
ross the land
 
The h
F  
orse, he kept running
 
The r
AM  
ider was dead
  
 
C/G  
hung my head
 
F  
hung my head
C/G  
Verse 2:

 
C/G  
set off running
 
To 
F  
wake from the dream
AM  
My brother’s rifle
 
Went 
F  
into the sheen
 
I k
C/G  
ept on running
 
In
F  
to the south lands
 
That’s w
AM  
here they found me
 
My h
F  
ead and my hands
  
 
The 
DM  
sheriff he asked me
G  
Why had I run
 
And t
G  
hen it came to me
 
Just 
C/G  
what I had done
 
And 
F  
all for no reason
 
Just 
AM  
one peace of lead
  
 
C/G  
hung my head
 
F  
hung my head
C/G  
Verse 3:

C/G  
Here in the court house
 
The w
F  
hole town was there
AM  
I see the judge
 
Hig
F  
h up in the chair
 
Expl
C/G  
ain to the court room
 
What wen
F  
t through you mind
 
And w
AM  
e’ll ask the jury
 
What ve
F  
rdict they find
  
DM  
I felt the power
 
Of 
G  
death over life
 
I or
G  
phaned his children
 
I wi
C/G  
dowed his wife
 
I be
F  
gged their forgiveness
 
I w
AM  
ish I was dead
  
 
C/G  
hung my head
 
F  
hung my head
 
C/G  
hung my head
 
F  
hung my head
C/G  
Verse 4:

C/G  
Early one morning
 
With 
F  
time to kill
AM  
I see the gallows
F  
Up on a hill
 
And 
C/G  
out in the distance
 
A t
F  
rick of the brain
 
I s
AM  
ee a lone rider
 
Cro
F  
ssing the plain
  
 
And 
DM  
he’d come to fetch me
 
To 
G  
see what they’d done
 
And 
G  
we’d ride together
 
To k
C/G  
ingdom 
 
come
 
F  
prayed for god’s mercy
 
For 
AM  
soon I’d be dead
  
 
C/G  
hung my head
 
F  
hung my head
 
C/G  
hung my head
 
F  
hung my head
  
C/G  
 
F  
 
C/G  
 
F  
 
C/G  
 
F  
 
C/G  
 
F  
 
C/G  
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