[Verse]
F
Ride, cowboy, ride
C
Don't ride too slow
G C
Tucson's a mighty long way yet to go
C Dm
He started his long ride in Prescott
C Dm
The sun was a hundred or more
C Dm
On down he rode at full gallop
C G C
Into the flat desert floor
C Dm
Driving the big herd to Flagstaff
C Dm
In Prescott the letter was there
C Dm
Happiness soon would be sorrow
C G C
Sad news the letter did bear
F
Ride, cowboy, ride
C
Don't go too slow
G
Ride, cowboy, ride
C
You've a long way to go
C Dm
Your darlin' now lies on her deathbed
C Dm
Racked by fever and pain
C Dm
Reaching for you at her bedside
C G C
At each breath she's callin' your name
C Dm
Forward he leaned in the saddle
C Dm
Pushing through mesquite and sage
C Dm
His head never raised for a greeting
C G C
As he passed the Wickenburg stage
F
Ride, cowboy, ride
C
Don't ride too slow
G C
Tucson's a mighty long way yet to go
C Dm
In Phoenix he traded horses
C Dm
Now on the back of this roan
C Dm
He could see visions of Tucson
C G C
His darlin' and their lovely home
F
Ride, cowboy, ride
C
Don't ride too slow
G C
There's still a hundred and twenty to go
C Dm
In through the ranch gate he galloped
C Dm
And without breaking his stride
C Dm
He bounded out of the saddle
C G C
And rushed to his sweet darlin's side
C Dm
Then as the dyin' girl saw him
C Dm
A smile came over her face
C Dm
Holding her hand as it tightened
C G C
Barely had he won the race
F
Ride, cowboy, ride
C
On through the blue
G
Ride, cowboy, ride
C
She'll be waiting for you
F
Ride, cowboy, ride
C
On through the blue
G
Ride, cowboy, ride
C F C
She'll be waiting for you