Shades Of Gray chords by Cry Cry Cry

Cry Cry Cry - Shades Of Gray


CAPO: 4th Fret


INTRO: Am   F-C-G   F  G  Am

                   C
We made Oklahoma a little after 3
G                                   Am
Randy, his brother Bob, in my old GMC
                               C
We had some moonshine whiskey, some of Bob's home-grown
        G                                                Am
We were so messed up, we didn't know if we were drunk or stoned

                      C
Randy was a sad sack, tall kinda frail
G                                     Am
Bob was a raving maniac, crazier than hell
                                      C
They'd been kicked outta high school, several years ago
    G                                     Am
For kicking over Porta-cans at the 4H rodeo


                                         C
Since then they done their little dance, right outside the law
       G                                  Am
Popped twice in Oklahoma and once in Arkansas
                                      C
And I don't know what possessed me to want to tag along
       G                                              Am
'Cause I was raised a Christian and I knew right from wrong


CHORUS:
F                        C
Right or wrong, black or white
G                            Am
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
C      G                Am
In the dawn, before the light
F       G                 Am
Live or die by shades of gray


                                    C
We stole two Charolais heifers from Randy's sweetheart's pa
    G                                               Am
And sold them at the livestock sale outside of Wichita
                                C
We got nine hundred dollars and never did suspect
    G                                             Am
The world of hurt we'd be in, once we cashed that check


                                   C
Next day we heard the story on the local radio
    G                                           Am
And made our plans that very night to go to Mexico
                                       C
And I swear we would've made it, if it wasn't for the shine
G                                                Am
I got sick about the time we crossed that Kansas line


CHORUS:
F                        C
Right or wrong, black or white
G                            Am
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
C      G               Am
In the dawn before the light
F       G                Am
Live or die by shades of gray


INTERLUDE: Am   F-C-G   F  G  Am


Am                            C
I was lying in the bar-ditch, praying I would die
       G                                                  Am
When a light came on above us and a voice called from the sky
                                C
A half dozen unmarked cars came screeching to a halt
     G                                                     Am
They grabbed Bob, he started screaming, that it was all my fault


                                         C
There were men and dogs and helicopters, flying all around
             G                                              Am
They had the brothers on the pickup hood and me down on the ground
                                 C
Then Bob flew all to pieces, but Randy he held tight
       G                                             Am
When a black man in a suit and tie, stepped into the light
                                         C
He told his men to turn us loose and they put down their guns
          G                                              Am
He said, "These are just some sorry kids, they ain't the ones"


CHORUS:
F                        C
Right or wrong, black or white
G                            Am
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
C      G               Am
In the dawn before the light
F       G                Am
Live or die by shades of gray


                                     C
So they left us by the roadside, downhearted and alone
G                                                 Am
Randy got behind the wheel, said, "Boys I'm going home"
                                        C
So we turned 'round and faced our fate, hung over but alive
        G                               Am
On that morning Oklahoma, late April, '95


OUTRO:   (## same as verse - repeat 3x and fade to end ##)