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I'm Not The One

 
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                      "who tried"                      Repeat till         Bridge:
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Keep repeating this pattern.  The chord pattern at the end is the bridge.
At the end of bridge, go back into main pattern one last time.

I'm not the one who fired the gun.
I'm just the guy who tried.
Somewhere outside Route 81,
lies a lover's lane that's never gonna be the same

I'm not the one who tried to run
I'm just the guy who caught you

(but he was)
Headed out to the mountains
to find some cover
in the fall trees whose leaves had turned gold

(but)
He was hunted down in a little town
Right past Luray
where he thought he could stay

I'm not the one who was his only son
But I saw him watch his father die

Bridge:

He made me promise he wasn't trying to run
He made me say to him that he's the only one
He made me feel like I'm the crook and he's the one
(That) should be laying on the porch in the sun. . .

I'm not the one who fired the gun
I'm just the guy who tired.