Intro is played by a second guitar, using Capo 5th fret and with the following chords:
         

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[Intro]
         

[Verse 1]
             
I was brought 

          
up to be a pre

              
sident or some

           
 kind of king
            
with folks on 

              
their knees be

    
low me
            
and a May Day 

             
parade in my n

ame
              
and my face on

          
 the back of a

             
 coin in a pap

       
er cup
          
This life ain'

        
t enough

[Verse 2]
             
But here I now

          
 stand with ha

              
lf of a joint 

           
in my hand
            
with visions o

              
f a storybook 


land
            
where the musi

              
c's so low I c

     
an't make out 

the words
          
I'll pretend t

              
hat I've heard

             
 someone call
          
from outside t

      
he wall

[Verse 3]
             
I've been to V

            
egas all right
            
I've lit up th

            
e desert behin

      
d my taillight

s
             
and I've been 

           
around enough 

        
now to learn
           
It's a strange

         
 time to      

    
be     a stran

ger

[Verse 4]
            
I've got a ste

            
am engine mind
            
just fire me u

            
p and I'll dri

              
ll through the

   
 night
             
but I've been 

           
around enough 

        
now to see
           
it pays to be 

   
more like John

  
 Henry

[Chorus]
             
If you are my 

         
brother I'd pu

             
t no other bef

         
ore you
             
You can pillag

              
e and plunder 

    
the villages t

hrough
        
But what can y

              
ou fit in your

    
 tomb
              
Besides roses 

                 
and gloom

[Verse 5]
            
I've got a pri

           
ce on my head
            
well you won't

             
 be the first 

             
one to wish I 

       
was dead
             
I've just been

           
 around enough

            
 now to choose
           
the bets I oug

    
ht   better   

    
to lose

[Verse 6]
            
I've got my an

          
cestor's blood
            
I could follow

             
 the footsteps

             
 they left in 

     
the mud
             
but I've been 

           
around enough 

         
now to know
           
You can wash y

          
our feet but n

   
ever your soul

.

[Chorus]
             
If you are my 

         
brother I'd pu

             
t no other bef

         
ore you
             
You can pillag

              
e and plunder 

    
the villages t

hrough
        
But what can y

              
ou fit in your

    
 tomb
              
Besides roses 

                     
and gloom