D E D B A Somewhere, he lost it in a turn Now trouble seems to fit him like a glove First come, first served, he's serving it back Travels light, without a pack, without love Chorus: D He comes from nowhere, returns on his own E Late for the hanging, yes he's heading for the moon B A B A Hang 'em High Leather, across his thighs Blasting out the night, he's terrified to drive One eye on the road, crashed upon his head One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead Chorus C#m F# Alone to himself, he's laughing up his sleeve E C# G# Looking back in anger, the city is relieved C#m Vision of Light C Child of the night E F# Passing by Alone to himself, he's laughing up his sleeve Looking back in anger, the city is relieved Vision of Light Child of the night Passing by Leather 'cross his thigh Blasting out the night, his cap hides his eyes One eye on the road, price upon his head One ear to the ground, he's listening to the dead Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C C# C#m D E F# G# B |