The Buckaroos

D

           D
We’ve been riding all night just to get here
             G                  D
Don't you be throwing us out so soon
Across the whole damn south with cotton mouth
                            A
Now we got some drinking to do
           D
We've been stuck on the range for 45 days
    G                  D
And that's a long long time
We ain't leaving this place till there's a smile on our face
        A                         D
And the whole room is a friend of mine

             G
So won't you line 'em all up and slide 'em all down
                            D
And let's hear the jukebox roll
                     G
We've been livin' on bacon and beans
Playin' the Jacks and the Queens
       E7                      A7
But we still got some money to blow
        G                 D
And the times ain't wild enough
           G                     D
We dig our spurs in the make 'em jump
             G                A                    D        E
We're ridin' shotgun with the devil, we're the buckaroos

E
My name is Gideon Tanner, I've been a man of good manners
        A                         E
I won't dance 'til the ladies ask me
I simply tip my hat I smile and sit back
                                      B
And then I wait for that friendly stampede
          E
I started dancin' so tight that this girl turned white
  A                            E
I thought she must be passin' away
I said now don't let me down cause when I hit this town
            B                       E
I've got to live my whole life in a day

             A
So won't you line 'em all up and slide 'em all down
                           E
And let's hear the jukebox roll
                     A
We've been livin' on bacon and beans
Playin' the Jacks and the Queens
       F#7                     B7
But we still got some money to blow
        A                 E
And the times ain't wild enough
           A                     E
We dig our spurs in the make 'em jump
             A                B                    E
We're ridin' shotgun with the devil, we're the buckaroos

A  E
       A  F#m  B

        A                 E
And the times ain't wild enough
           A                     E
We dig our spurs in the make 'em jump
             A                B                       E
We're ridin' shotgun with the devil, we're the buckaroos
             A
We're ridin' shotgun, (shotgun, shotgun)
         B                    E
With the devil we're the buckaroos
             A                B                    E
We're ridin' shotgun with the devil, we're the buckaroos

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