Аккорды The Red Clay Strays - Killers

Capo on 3, standard tuning
It's guite important which strings you are plucking in this one, so use these ones below for the main pattern
The way the chords are played change a bit throughout the song, but this is the general vibe

G    3x003x
D    x002xx
Em   x220xx
C    032xxx
C*   x3xx10
B    xx9x77
Em*  xx2x00
Em** x-x-17-x-15-15

[Intro]
G D Em C
G D Em C*

[Verse 1]
      G         D             Em           C
I was born on a sidewalk in a city I don't know
    G   D               Em       C*
In '65, I took arms and got on a boat
     B                       Em*
They told me to shoot at wherever I saw smoke
  B                                 Em*
I could not stop laughing, Lord, it seemed like a joke
   G  D Em C
Oh oh
   G  D Em C
Oh oh

[Verse 2]
    G     D    Em       C
In '75 at 25 I had me a son
G                D              Em          C*
And he died when he was young because of my gun
B                         Em*
Left out in the open in a case I had to run
  B                                Em**
I could not believe it and neither did anyone
   G  D Em C
Oh oh
   G  D Em C*
Oh oh

[Verse 3]
     G           D                Em        C
They found me in Shreveport, just me and my knife
     G              D              Em         C*
They cleaned off my blood and they sent me to life
    B                Em*
For 30 years, I lay awake in the night
B                                 Em**
Thinking 'bout the jungle and the blood and the fight
    G
Oh, the fight

[Interlude]
  D Em C
G D Em C*
G D Em C
G D Em C*

[Verse 4]
        G  D         Em         C
Then in 2005 I's let out on the street
  G      D         Em             C*
A young 55 and now that's where I sleep
  B                         Em*
I do my best workin' with a cup and a sign 
B                              Em**
Askin' folks please spare some change or some time
          G     D Em C
I got some time
    G         D Em C*
Oh, some time

[Verse 5]
G           D                  Em          C
Yesterday a young man came and stood at my feet
   G               D               Em           C*
He asked me what I wanted, I said "Something to eat"
         B                         Em*
He said "Killers with guns, they belong on the street"
B                        Em*
Thought about that and I laughed till I cried
           B                        Em**
That's the best damn joke I'd heard in a long time
G D Em   C         G
       A very long time
  D Em         C*        G     D     Em
       Well, a very long time, time, time
  C        G     D Em C*
A very long time

[Instrumental/Outro]
G D Em C
G D Em C*
G D Em C
G D Em         C*        G
       Lord, a very long time
  D Em   C         G
       A very long time
  D Em   C*        G D Em C
       A very long tiiiiiime
G D Em C*

G D Em C
G D Em C*