Chords for Here's Lookin at You

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You rode the [G] good [C] night lovin' trail, [F] went up the [C] Chisholm toot. _
You drove three thousand up to Kansas City, and you [D] wintered with Teddy [G] Blue.
Here's lookin' [C] at you, [F] _ _ [G] _ _
[C] here's lookin' at you. _ _ _ _ _
_ You rode with Ranger Goodnight, _ [F] you helped him tame the [G] lamb. _
[C] _ _ You learned the unknown _ staccato just like it was the back of your [G] hand. _
_ When you rode for [C] the brand, _ [F] _
[G] _ you rode [C] for the brand. _ _
_ _ _ Went three times to Sedalia _ [F] with a cook and a six [G]-man crew.
[C] _ You came damn near [D] losin' [C] the herd in your hair to a pass of [D] the [A]
[G] renegade Sioux, but you saw [C] it [F] through. _ _
[G] _ You [Am] saw [C] it through. _ _
_ _ _ You courted [B] the dance [C] hall beauties [F] until they picked your pockets [C] clean.
_ You let it happen once, you let it happen twice, up in Dodge [Am] and [G] Abilene, every [F] place in between, _ _
[G] _ _ every place [C] in between. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ From a heat-wavin' pile of pittow _ [F] and to the [C] frostbite on Raton Pass,
_ you loose-herded cattle through a southwestern drought in the quest for [D] water [G] and grass.
A-lackin' [F]-d'-lass, _ [G] you huntin' [C] water and grass, _ _ _ _ _ you drove home the fittest survivors _ [F] when word [C] come of late summer rain.
_ You reveled in [D] [C] respite for weary riders and three [D] pounds a [G] day in gain, the [F] respite of rain, _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ three [C] pounds a game. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ You drove them [B] to [C] Montana _ [F] over rivers swollen out [C] of their banks.
_ You started out as a wrangler's helper, but you rose up [Am] through [G] the ranks, through the dark and [F] the dank. _ _
[G] _ You rose [C] through the rank, _ _
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_ _ _ a poor way to make a livin'.
[F] You threatened to [C] quit, but then, _ when the herd bedded down at the shank of evening, why, you knew you'd do it [A] over [G] again.
_ Through the thick and the [C] thin, [F] _
_ [G] _ you'd do it [C] over again. _
_ _ _ _ _ Now a half-dozen [G] _ [C] generations, _ [F] they've mourned your [G] passin' [C] on,
_ but you was just startin' what still ain't over, and your spirit [Am] saddles up in [G] the dawn, for you are [C] not [F] gone, _ _ [G] _ no, you are [C] not gone.
_ _ _ _ _ For we see [G] you in [C] the steel dust, [F] the spark flyin' [D] off of [C] the shoe.
_ _ Maybe we're here livin' what you never dreamed of, but you lived what [Am] we [G] never knew.
Here's lookin' [C] at you.
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