Dm
Well just out of prison 
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streets seem so cold and blue
Gm                 Dm
Don’t know what to do
A                         
Family don’t want me and 
A           Dm
I’m feeling blue

Dm
Well walk into a bank and put a 
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gun to the cashier’s head
Gm                  
The cashier presses an alarm 
Gm                 Dm
now the cashier is dead
A                   Dm
I fill her full of lead

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Well have-a-go hero thinks he 
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knows what to do
Gm
He tries to rush me 
Gm            Dm
now he’s dead too
A
Well I ain’t got any money 
A      Dm
I feel blue

Dm
A policeman walks in 
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and he’s got a gun
Gm 
I beat him to the trigger 
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his life is gone
A                                        Dm
I make for the exit but in comes another one

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Bang bang bang 
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go our guns
Gm
I hit him in the head 
Gm                  Dm
his blood starts to run
A                     Dm
I make for the midday sun

Dm
Police are waiting for me 
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my life flashes by
Gm               Dm
I know I’m gonna die
A
If you got a conscience 
A              Dm
for me you can cry

Dm
Bank robber blue
Dm
Bank robber blue
Gm
Bank robber blue
A
Bank robber blue
Dm
Bank robber blue
Dm            A
If you got a conscience
Dm
Bank robber blue