Biography:
Paul Bogart - The Cowboy Way - 2015
Transcribed by wranglingoutlaw
http://paulbogart.com/music/
Intro - | Am | F | Am | F |
C G
You aint much on crowds
F | C G |
But You're at home in a herd
F C G
You love the feel of good leather
F | G F | G |
And a jingle in them spurs
F
There are days that You wonder
G | C C/B |
Why You do what You do.......
Am C
.. But it's a torch that You were handed
G | C F | C C C C/B |
Not just a lifestyle that You choose..
Am G
Hot n tired and dusty
F C C/B ..
'n' cold to the bone
... Am G
Through the wind and rain and lightning
F G
Through the blowin' snow
Am G
Sit tall in that saddle -
F C
Yippee a ti yi yea
C/B Am G
You were born to carry on
F G Am
So carry on the cowboy way
| F |
C G
In the morning You'll cuss
F | C G |
'n' swear You're getting old
F C G
But when You saddle up and leave that barn
F | G F | G |
You'll be riding that new colt
F
You don't trade stock on wall street
G C C/B
That ain't where you invest.....
Am C
.. You know Your treasure lies over that next rise
G | C F | C C C C/B ..
Just keep on riding west
Am G
Hot n tired and dusty
F C C/B ..
And cold to the bone
... Am G
Through the wind and rain and lightning
F G
Through the blowin' snow
Am G
Sit tall in that saddle -
F C
Yippee a ti yi yea
C/B Am G
You were born to carry on
F G | Am
So carry on the cowboy way
... G | F F C C/B |
| Am G | F G |
1 2
| G G ..
... Am G
You were born to carry on
F G Am
So carry on the cowboy way
1 2 3 | 1 2 3 4
| F F F | / / / / | C ...
Transcribed by wranglingoutlaw
http://paulbogart.com/music/
Intro - | Am | F | Am | F |
C G
You aint much on crowds
F | C G |
But You're at home in a herd
F C G
You love the feel of good leather
F | G F | G |
And a jingle in them spurs
F
There are days that You wonder
G | C C/B |
Why You do what You do.......
Am C
.. But it's a torch that You were handed
G | C F | C C C C/B |
Not just a lifestyle that You choose..
Am G
Hot n tired and dusty
F C C/B ..
'n' cold to the bone
... Am G
Through the wind and rain and lightning
F G
Through the blowin' snow
Am G
Sit tall in that saddle -
F C
Yippee a ti yi yea
C/B Am G
You were born to carry on
F G Am
So carry on the cowboy way
| F |
C G
In the morning You'll cuss
F | C G |
'n' swear You're getting old
F C G
But when You saddle up and leave that barn
F | G F | G |
You'll be riding that new colt
F
You don't trade stock on wall street
G C C/B
That ain't where you invest.....
Am C
.. You know Your treasure lies over that next rise
G | C F | C C C C/B ..
Just keep on riding west
Am G
Hot n tired and dusty
F C C/B ..
And cold to the bone
... Am G
Through the wind and rain and lightning
F G
Through the blowin' snow
Am G
Sit tall in that saddle -
F C
Yippee a ti yi yea
C/B Am G
You were born to carry on
F G | Am
So carry on the cowboy way
... G | F F C C/B |
| Am G | F G |
1 2
| G G ..
... Am G
You were born to carry on
F G Am
So carry on the cowboy way
1 2 3 | 1 2 3 4
| F F F | / / / / | C ...
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