Biografia:
Chris Ledoux nació en Biloxi, Mississippi, el 2 de Octubre de 1948. Su padre, piloto de las Fuerzas Aéreas, es destinado a Austin, Texas, donde Chris toma contacto, ya de bien pequeño, con la música country y con los rodeos. Ambas cosas marcarían su vida. Decidió dedicarse profesionalmente al mundo del Rodeo, ganando su primer campeonato del mundo de la Professional Rodeo Cowboys Association (PRCA) en 1976, estando en primera línea hasta 1980, año en el que se retiró.
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Outras músicas:
- 8 Second Ride
- All Around Cowboy
- All Around Cowboy Of 1964
- Amarillo Lights
- Bang A Drum
- Bareback Jack
- Between The Rainbows And The Rain
- Blue Bonnet Blues
- Bluebonnet Blues
- Buckskin Lady
- Bull Rider
- Caballo Diablo
- Cadillac Cowboy
- Cadillac Ranch
- Call Of The Wild
- Copenhagen
- Country Star
- County Fair
- Cowboy Songs
- Cowboy Up
- Cowboys Like A Lil Bit Rock N Roll
- Daily Bread
- Dallas Days And Fort Worth Nights
- Daydream Cowboy
- Five Dollar Fine
- God Must Be A Cowboy
- Goin And A Blowin
- Hair Trigger Colt 44
- Hairtrigger Colt 44
- He Ride The Wild Horses
- Horsepower
- Horses And Cattle
- I Believe In America
- I Dont Want To Mention Any Names
- Life Is A Highway
- Look At You Girl
- Melodies And Memories
- Mighty Lucky Man
- National Finals Rodeo
- Not For Heroes
- Old Jake
- Old Paint
- One Ride In Vegas
- Paint Me Back Home In Wyoming
- Photo Finish
- Powder River Home
- Reride
- Ridin For A Fall
- Riding For A Fall
- Rodeo Rose
- Rodeo Trails
- Silence On The Line
- Simple As Dirt
- Some Things Never Change
- Stampede
- Ten Seconds In The Saddle
- Thank The Cowboy For The Ride
- The Blizzard
- The Bucking Machine
- The Bull Rider
- The Passenger
- The Ride
- Them Bareback Horses
- This Cowboys Hat
- Tight Levis And Yellow Ribbons
- Tight Levis And Yellow Ribbons 2
- Tougher Than The Rest
- Western Skies
- Whatcha Gonna Do With A Cowboy
- Yellow Brick Road Turns Blue
- Yellow Outlaw Stud
- You Just Cant See Him From The Road
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
G Em Am D
[Verse 1]
G Em G Em
I'm sittin' in a city filled with people cars and smoke
G Em C D
The walls are closin' in on me my heart's about to choke
Em D C D
The world becomes a foggy dream and I no longer see
Em D C D
The dirty concrete canyons where I have come to be
G Em C D G
Cause a cowboy rides the mountains and the draws inside my mind
Em C D G
With his Buckskin underneath him and his pockets full of time
[Chorus]
Em G D C D
And I can hear his spurs a jinglin' the chimes of his slappin' tack
Em D C D
As his horse lopes up a ridge with the moon light on his back
G Em C D G
He rides into a barren country not meant for him alone
Em C D G
For a lovin' dark haired lady waits for her cowboy to come home
[Interlude]
Em Am D
[Verse 2]
G Em G Em
Well his hat was made in Texas and his chaps are bat wing style
G Em C D
His saddles made by Hauser he rides it all the while
Em D C D
It glistens with silver conches tap adores for his feet
Em D C D
He's got a chew of Copenhagen tucked inside his cheek
G Em C D G
In fact the only thing that saves me here from goin' plumb insane
Em C D G
Is that cowboy bound in leather down in the coolies in my brain
[Chorus]
Em G D C D
And I can hear his spurs a jinglin' the chimes of his slappin' tack
Em D C D
As his horse lopes up a ridge with the moon light on his back
G Em C D G
He rides into a barren country not meant for him alone
Em C D G
For a lovin' dark haired lady waits for her cowboy to come home
[Outro]
Em Am7 D G
G Em Am D
[Verse 1]
G Em G Em
I'm sittin' in a city filled with people cars and smoke
G Em C D
The walls are closin' in on me my heart's about to choke
Em D C D
The world becomes a foggy dream and I no longer see
Em D C D
The dirty concrete canyons where I have come to be
G Em C D G
Cause a cowboy rides the mountains and the draws inside my mind
Em C D G
With his Buckskin underneath him and his pockets full of time
[Chorus]
Em G D C D
And I can hear his spurs a jinglin' the chimes of his slappin' tack
Em D C D
As his horse lopes up a ridge with the moon light on his back
G Em C D G
He rides into a barren country not meant for him alone
Em C D G
For a lovin' dark haired lady waits for her cowboy to come home
[Interlude]
Em Am D
[Verse 2]
G Em G Em
Well his hat was made in Texas and his chaps are bat wing style
G Em C D
His saddles made by Hauser he rides it all the while
Em D C D
It glistens with silver conches tap adores for his feet
Em D C D
He's got a chew of Copenhagen tucked inside his cheek
G Em C D G
In fact the only thing that saves me here from goin' plumb insane
Em C D G
Is that cowboy bound in leather down in the coolies in my brain
[Chorus]
Em G D C D
And I can hear his spurs a jinglin' the chimes of his slappin' tack
Em D C D
As his horse lopes up a ridge with the moon light on his back
G Em C D G
He rides into a barren country not meant for him alone
Em C D G
For a lovin' dark haired lady waits for her cowboy to come home
[Outro]
Em Am7 D G
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