Chords for Ed Bruce ~ "The Last Cowboy Song" ( with Willie Nelson)
Tempo:
112.7 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
Em
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound [G] sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of America's [D] lost.
He rides a feedlot and clerks in a market, on weekends selling tobacco and [A] beer.
And his dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences [D] weren't here.
He blazed the trail with Lewis and Clark, and eyeball to eyeball, oh, I backed [A] down.
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas, and rode with the 7th when Custer went [D] down.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred year [G] waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of America's [D] lost.
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale.
And Willie and [G] Waylon [A] and me sing about him, and wish to God we could have ridden his [D] trail.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of America's [D] lost.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred year [G] waltz.
[A] The voices sound [D] sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's lost.
[G] [D]
[G]
[A] [D]
[F#m] [A]
[D] [A]
[D] This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices [Em] sound sad as [A] they're singing [Em] along, [A] another piece of [G] [A]
[D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound [G] sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of America's [D] lost.
He rides a feedlot and clerks in a market, on weekends selling tobacco and [A] beer.
And his dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences [D] weren't here.
He blazed the trail with Lewis and Clark, and eyeball to eyeball, oh, I backed [A] down.
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas, and rode with the 7th when Custer went [D] down.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred year [G] waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of America's [D] lost.
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale.
And Willie and [G] Waylon [A] and me sing about him, and wish to God we could have ridden his [D] trail.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of America's [D] lost.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred year [G] waltz.
[A] The voices sound [D] sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's lost.
[G] [D]
[G]
[A] [D]
[F#m] [A]
[D] [A]
[D] This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices [Em] sound sad as [A] they're singing [Em] along, [A] another piece of [G] [A]
[D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song.
Key:
A
D
G
Em
F#m
A
D
G
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
This is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz. _ _
[A] The voices sound [G] sad as [A] they're singing _ along, another piece of _ _ America's [D] lost. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
He rides a feedlot and clerks in a market, on _ weekends selling _ tobacco and [A] beer. _
_ And his dreams of tomorrow _ surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences [D] weren't here. _ _ _
He blazed the trail with Lewis and Clark, and eyeball to eyeball, oh, I backed [A] down. _
_ He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas, and rode with the 7th when Custer went [D] down. _ _ _
This is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred year [G] _ waltz. _ _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of _ America's [D] lost. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale. _
_ _ And Willie and [G] Waylon [A] and me sing about him, and wish to God we could have ridden his [D] trail. _ _ _
This is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz. _ _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, _ another piece of America's [D] lost.
_ _ This _ _ is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ _ the end of a hundred year [G] _ _ waltz. _
[A] The voices sound [D] sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of _ _ [D] America's lost.
_ This _ _ _ is the last cowboy _ song, _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz. _ _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, _ another piece of _ _ [D] America's lost.
_ [G] _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D] This is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz. _ _
[A] The voices [Em] sound sad as [A] they're singing _ [Em] along, [A] another piece of _ [G] _ [A]
[D] America's lost. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
This is the last cowboy song. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _
This is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz. _ _
[A] The voices sound [G] sad as [A] they're singing _ along, another piece of _ _ America's [D] lost. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
He rides a feedlot and clerks in a market, on _ weekends selling _ tobacco and [A] beer. _
_ And his dreams of tomorrow _ surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences [D] weren't here. _ _ _
He blazed the trail with Lewis and Clark, and eyeball to eyeball, oh, I backed [A] down. _
_ He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas, and rode with the 7th when Custer went [D] down. _ _ _
This is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred year [G] _ waltz. _ _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of _ America's [D] lost. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale. _
_ _ And Willie and [G] Waylon [A] and me sing about him, and wish to God we could have ridden his [D] trail. _ _ _
This is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz. _ _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, _ another piece of America's [D] lost.
_ _ This _ _ is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ _ the end of a hundred year [G] _ _ waltz. _
[A] The voices sound [D] sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of _ _ [D] America's lost.
_ This _ _ _ is the last cowboy _ song, _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz. _ _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, _ another piece of _ _ [D] America's lost.
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[A] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
[D] This is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz. _ _
[A] The voices [Em] sound sad as [A] they're singing _ [Em] along, [A] another piece of _ [G] _ [A]
[D] America's lost. _ _ _ _
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This is the last cowboy song. _ _ _ _
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