Em                 C                  
D                  Bm  D  (twice)


Em                 C 
In a dusty town a clock struck high noon,
    D                 (Bm) D
two men stood face to face.
Em                 C
One wore black and one wore white, 
       D                    (Bm) D
but of fear there wasn't a trace.
Em                          C
Two hundred years later two hot rods drag
            D
through the very same place,
            C
and a half a million people 
      G                     D
moved in to pick up the pace,
                  C
a factory full of people.
       G              D
Makin' parts to go to outer space,
                C
a train load of people.
          G                  D
They were aimin' for another place,
            C              D
out of town people.  (Yeah Yeah)