Chords for Chris Ledoux 10 seconds in the saddle

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_ _ His Stetson was faded [F]
and [C] battered and worn, [F] the stubble [C] of his beard showed flecks of gray.
_ [F] His limp was severe [C] cause a leg had [Am] been [D] torn, eyebrow in his [G] rodeo days.
_ [C] He hung round the chutes while [F] we waited [C] to mount, [F] with a vague look [C] of longing in his eye.
_ [F] He spoke very few words [C] but he made them count, he was broken, [G] forgotten, [C] but wise.
[Am] He said life is just like [C] riding broncs, [Am] it's a battle [F] that he'd roll his cigarette with [G] shaky hands.
_ [E] [F] Son I'd gladly take [C] ten seconds in [Am] the saddle, [F] for a lifetime [G] watching from [C] the stands.
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_ [Am] _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _
_ _ I noticed the cigarette [F]
burns [C] on his vest, [F] and the remnant [C] of a dream left in his eye.
_ [F] The boy said that he could [C] have well been [Am] the best, had [D] not fate cheated him of [G] his prize.
[B] [C] Ah but I learned a lesson [F] that I'd [C] never known, from [F] this guy who'd [C] been busted so bad.
_ [F] It's better to ride [C] even if you get broke, than to wind up [G] just wishing [C] you had.
He [Am] said life is just like [C] riding broncs, it's [Am] a battle that [F] he'd roll his cigarette with shaky [G]
hands.
_ [F] Son I'd gladly take [C] ten seconds in [Am] the saddle, [F] for a lifetime [G] watching from [C] the stands.
_ [F] Yes I'd gladly take [C] ten seconds in [Am] the saddle, [F] for a lifetime [G] watching from [C] the stands. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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