Chords for A Cowboy's Prayer / Dim Narrow Trail
Tempo:
143.875 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] [Am] [A]
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Oh Lord, I have never lived where churches [C] grow.
I love creation better [D] as it stood, that day you finished it [G] so long ago and looked upon
your work and called it [D] good.
Oh, I know [G] that others see you in the light that's sifted down through [D] tinted windowpanes,
yet somehow [G] I feel you near tonight, this [D] dim, quiet [G] starlight on the plains.
[C]
I thank you, Lord, that I am placed so well, [D]
that you've made my freedom so complete, [G]
that
I'm no slave of whistle, clock, nor bell, [C]
nor a weak-eyed prisoner of [D] wall and street.
[E] [G]
Let me live my life [A] as I begun, [G]
and give me work that's [A] open to the [C] sky.
Make [D] me a partner of the wind and the sun, [G]
and I'll never ask for a life that's soft [D] or high.
[A] Just let [G] me be easy on the man that's down, and [D] let me be square and generous with all.
[G]
I'm careless, Lord, sometimes when I'm in town, but never say [C] that I'm mean or I'm small.
[D]
Make me as big and as [G] open as the plains, [D] as honest [G] as this horse between my knees,
[B] [C]
clean as the wind that blows behind the [D] rains, free as the hawk that [G] circles down the breeze.
[D] [G]
Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I [C] forget, while you understand the [D] reasons that are hidden,
you know the [G] things that gall and fret, and you [D]
know me better than my mother did.
[G]
Just keep an eye on all [D] that's done and said.
[G]
Write me sometimes, Lord, when [D] I turn aside, [G] and guide me on that [C] long, dim trail ahead
[D]
that stretches upward toward the great divide.
[G]
Last night as I lay on [C] the prairie, [D] and gazed at the stars in [G] the sky,
I wondered if [A] ever [C] a cowboy [D]
would drift to that sweet [G] by-and-by.
[D] The road to that bright, [G] mystic region is a dim, narrow trail, so they say,
[A] [G] while the one that leads [A] down to [C]
perdition [D] is posted and [A] blazed [G] all the way.
They say there will be a [C] grand roundup [D] where cowboys and others [G] will stand
[F#m] to [G] be marked by the riders [C] of judgment [D] who are posted and [E] know all [G] the brands.
[D] They say he will [E] never [G] forget you, that [D] he knows [E] every action [G] and lube.
For safety, you'd better [C] get branded, get [D] your name in [A] the great [G] tally book.
I wonder if ever a [C]
cowboy [D] prepared for that great [G] judgment day
[D] [G] could say to the boss [C] of the riders,
[D] I'm ready, come [E] drive [G] me away.
[A] My wish for [D] all cowboys [G] is this, that [D] we'll meet at that grand final [G] sale
[D] and [G] be cut out by the riders [E] of [C] judgment [D] and [D] shoved up that dim, narrow [G] trail.
Roll on, [C] roll on, [D] roll on, little doggies, [G] roll on.
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[C] [D]
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[G]
[F#m] [G]
Oh Lord, I have never lived where churches [C] grow.
I love creation better [D] as it stood, that day you finished it [G] so long ago and looked upon
your work and called it [D] good.
Oh, I know [G] that others see you in the light that's sifted down through [D] tinted windowpanes,
yet somehow [G] I feel you near tonight, this [D] dim, quiet [G] starlight on the plains.
[C]
I thank you, Lord, that I am placed so well, [D]
that you've made my freedom so complete, [G]
that
I'm no slave of whistle, clock, nor bell, [C]
nor a weak-eyed prisoner of [D] wall and street.
[E] [G]
Let me live my life [A] as I begun, [G]
and give me work that's [A] open to the [C] sky.
Make [D] me a partner of the wind and the sun, [G]
and I'll never ask for a life that's soft [D] or high.
[A] Just let [G] me be easy on the man that's down, and [D] let me be square and generous with all.
[G]
I'm careless, Lord, sometimes when I'm in town, but never say [C] that I'm mean or I'm small.
[D]
Make me as big and as [G] open as the plains, [D] as honest [G] as this horse between my knees,
[B] [C]
clean as the wind that blows behind the [D] rains, free as the hawk that [G] circles down the breeze.
[D] [G]
Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I [C] forget, while you understand the [D] reasons that are hidden,
you know the [G] things that gall and fret, and you [D]
know me better than my mother did.
[G]
Just keep an eye on all [D] that's done and said.
[G]
Write me sometimes, Lord, when [D] I turn aside, [G] and guide me on that [C] long, dim trail ahead
[D]
that stretches upward toward the great divide.
[G]
Last night as I lay on [C] the prairie, [D] and gazed at the stars in [G] the sky,
I wondered if [A] ever [C] a cowboy [D]
would drift to that sweet [G] by-and-by.
[D] The road to that bright, [G] mystic region is a dim, narrow trail, so they say,
[A] [G] while the one that leads [A] down to [C]
perdition [D] is posted and [A] blazed [G] all the way.
They say there will be a [C] grand roundup [D] where cowboys and others [G] will stand
[F#m] to [G] be marked by the riders [C] of judgment [D] who are posted and [E] know all [G] the brands.
[D] They say he will [E] never [G] forget you, that [D] he knows [E] every action [G] and lube.
For safety, you'd better [C] get branded, get [D] your name in [A] the great [G] tally book.
I wonder if ever a [C]
cowboy [D] prepared for that great [G] judgment day
[D] [G] could say to the boss [C] of the riders,
[D] I'm ready, come [E] drive [G] me away.
[A] My wish for [D] all cowboys [G] is this, that [D] we'll meet at that grand final [G] sale
[D] and [G] be cut out by the riders [E] of [C] judgment [D] and [D] shoved up that dim, narrow [G] trail.
Roll on, [C] roll on, [D] roll on, little doggies, [G] roll on.
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Oh Lord, I have never lived where churches [C] grow.
_ I love creation better [D] as it stood, that day you finished it [G] so long ago and looked upon
your work and called it [D] good.
_ _ _ Oh, I know [G] that others see you in the light that's sifted down through [D] tinted windowpanes,
yet _ somehow [G] I feel you near tonight, this [D] dim, quiet [G] starlight on the plains.
_ _ _ [C]
I thank you, Lord, that I am placed so well, [D]
that you've made my freedom so complete, [G] _
_ _ that
I'm no slave of whistle, clock, nor bell, _ [C] _
_ nor a weak-eyed prisoner of [D] wall and street.
_ _ [E] _ _ [G]
Let me live my life [A] as I begun, [G] _
and give me work that's [A] open to the [C] sky.
_ _ _ Make [D] me a partner of the wind and the sun, _ [G]
and I'll never ask for a life that's soft [D] or high.
_ _ [A] _ Just let [G] me be easy on the man that's down, and [D] let me be square and generous with all.
_ [G] _
I'm careless, Lord, sometimes when I'm in town, but _ never say [C] that I'm mean or I'm small.
_ _ [D] _
Make me as big and as [G] open as the plains, _ _ [D] as honest [G] as this horse between my knees,
[B] _ _ [C] _
clean as the wind that blows behind the [D] rains, _ free as the hawk that [G] circles down the breeze.
_ [D] _ _ [G] _
Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I [C] forget, _ _ while you understand the [D] reasons that are hidden,
you know the [G] things that gall and fret, and you [D]
know me better than my mother did.
[G] _
_ _ _ Just keep an eye on all [D] that's done and said.
_ _ _ [G]
Write me sometimes, Lord, when [D] I turn aside, [G] and _ _ guide me on that [C] long, dim trail ahead
_ _ [D]
that stretches upward toward the great divide. _
[G] _ _ _ _ _
Last night as I lay on [C] the prairie, _ _ _ [D] and gazed at the stars in [G] the sky, _ _
I wondered if [A] ever [C] a cowboy _ _ [D]
would drift to that sweet [G] by-and-by.
_ _ _ [D] The road to that bright, [G] mystic region _ _ _ is a dim, narrow trail, so they say,
_ [A] _ [G] while the one that leads [A] down to [C] _
perdition _ _ [D] is posted and [A] blazed [G] all the way.
_ _ They say there will be a [C] grand _ roundup _ [D] where cowboys and others [G] will stand
_ _ [F#m] to [G] be marked by the riders [C] of judgment _ _ [D] who are posted and [E] know all [G] the brands.
_ _ [D] They say he will [E] never [G] forget you, _ that [D] he knows [E] every action [G] and _ lube.
_ For safety, you'd better [C] get branded, _ get [D] your name in [A] the great [G] tally book.
_ _ _ I wonder if ever a [C]
cowboy _ _ _ [D] prepared for that great [G] judgment day
_ [D] _ [G] could say to the boss [C] of the riders,
_ _ [D] I'm ready, come [E] drive [G] me away.
_ _ _ [A] My wish for [D] all cowboys [G] is _ _ this, that [D] we'll meet at that grand final [G] sale
_ _ [D] and [G] be cut out by the riders [E] of [C] judgment _ [D] _ and [D] shoved up that dim, narrow [G] trail.
_ _ _ Roll _ _ _ on, [C] roll _ on, [D] roll on, little _ doggies, [G] roll _ _ on. _ _
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Oh Lord, I have never lived where churches [C] grow.
_ I love creation better [D] as it stood, that day you finished it [G] so long ago and looked upon
your work and called it [D] good.
_ _ _ Oh, I know [G] that others see you in the light that's sifted down through [D] tinted windowpanes,
yet _ somehow [G] I feel you near tonight, this [D] dim, quiet [G] starlight on the plains.
_ _ _ [C]
I thank you, Lord, that I am placed so well, [D]
that you've made my freedom so complete, [G] _
_ _ that
I'm no slave of whistle, clock, nor bell, _ [C] _
_ nor a weak-eyed prisoner of [D] wall and street.
_ _ [E] _ _ [G]
Let me live my life [A] as I begun, [G] _
and give me work that's [A] open to the [C] sky.
_ _ _ Make [D] me a partner of the wind and the sun, _ [G]
and I'll never ask for a life that's soft [D] or high.
_ _ [A] _ Just let [G] me be easy on the man that's down, and [D] let me be square and generous with all.
_ [G] _
I'm careless, Lord, sometimes when I'm in town, but _ never say [C] that I'm mean or I'm small.
_ _ [D] _
Make me as big and as [G] open as the plains, _ _ [D] as honest [G] as this horse between my knees,
[B] _ _ [C] _
clean as the wind that blows behind the [D] rains, _ free as the hawk that [G] circles down the breeze.
_ [D] _ _ [G] _
Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I [C] forget, _ _ while you understand the [D] reasons that are hidden,
you know the [G] things that gall and fret, and you [D]
know me better than my mother did.
[G] _
_ _ _ Just keep an eye on all [D] that's done and said.
_ _ _ [G]
Write me sometimes, Lord, when [D] I turn aside, [G] and _ _ guide me on that [C] long, dim trail ahead
_ _ [D]
that stretches upward toward the great divide. _
[G] _ _ _ _ _
Last night as I lay on [C] the prairie, _ _ _ [D] and gazed at the stars in [G] the sky, _ _
I wondered if [A] ever [C] a cowboy _ _ [D]
would drift to that sweet [G] by-and-by.
_ _ _ [D] The road to that bright, [G] mystic region _ _ _ is a dim, narrow trail, so they say,
_ [A] _ [G] while the one that leads [A] down to [C] _
perdition _ _ [D] is posted and [A] blazed [G] all the way.
_ _ They say there will be a [C] grand _ roundup _ [D] where cowboys and others [G] will stand
_ _ [F#m] to [G] be marked by the riders [C] of judgment _ _ [D] who are posted and [E] know all [G] the brands.
_ _ [D] They say he will [E] never [G] forget you, _ that [D] he knows [E] every action [G] and _ lube.
_ For safety, you'd better [C] get branded, _ get [D] your name in [A] the great [G] tally book.
_ _ _ I wonder if ever a [C]
cowboy _ _ _ [D] prepared for that great [G] judgment day
_ [D] _ [G] could say to the boss [C] of the riders,
_ _ [D] I'm ready, come [E] drive [G] me away.
_ _ _ [A] My wish for [D] all cowboys [G] is _ _ this, that [D] we'll meet at that grand final [G] sale
_ _ [D] and [G] be cut out by the riders [E] of [C] judgment _ [D] _ and [D] shoved up that dim, narrow [G] trail.
_ _ _ Roll _ _ _ on, [C] roll _ on, [D] roll on, little _ doggies, [G] roll _ _ on. _ _
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