When I Was A Cowboy

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        F  G               F  G
I was a cowboy, out in the alley.
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Me and my six-gun keep law on the prairie.
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I remember my first horse well. He was lean but a fast one.
                  F    G   Am           F  G
We traveled miles together until he got stolen.

        D
And the sheriff said, "Get early to bed
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and always keep your hat screwed on real tight,
                       Em
n' case you get into a fight."
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Well, that's one of the tricks that you must employ
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if you wanna be a cowboy,

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I traveled far from home, even jumped freight trains.
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Threw stones in the ocean, slept out in the cold rain.
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It was down in some southern town and the music was playin'
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and the people were talkin' so loud. They heard no words I was sayin'.

        D
And the sheriff said, "Get early to bed
    A      Am        C              G
and always keep your hat screwed on real tight,
                       Em
n' case you get into a fight."
             C          D               G    C
Well, that's one of the tricks that you must employ
       D             G
if you wanna be a cowboy,

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I dreamed of a mountain, with one lonesome rider.
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He was ragged and tattered and he carried a saber.
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And all through the canyon, you could hear his bones rattle.
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He was dead on a dying horse and he was tied to the saddle.

        D
And the sheriff said, "Get early to bed
    A      Am        C              G
and always keep your hat screwed on real tight,
                       Em
n' case you get into a fight."
             C          D               G    C
Well, that's one of the tricks that you must employ
       D             G
if you wanna be a cowboy,

        F  G              F   G
I was a cowboy out on the prairie.
             F  G            Am          F G
Life is much easier now back home in the alley.

        D
And the sheriff said, "Get early to bed
    A      Am        C              G
and always keep your hat screwed on real tight,
                       Em
n' case you get into a fight."
             C          D               G    C
Well, that's one of the tricks that you must employ
       D             G
if you wanna be a cowboy,

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