Chords for My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys
Tempo:
113.25 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[A]
[D] I grew up a dream of being a [A] cowboy [G] and loving the cowboy [D] ways.
Pursuing the life of my high riding heroes.
[E] I burned up my [A] childhood days.
[D] I learned all the rules of a modern day drifter.
[G] Don't you hold on to nothing [D] too long.
Just
[G] take what you need [D] from the ladies [G] that leave them [D] with the words [A] of a sad country [D] song.
[G] My heroes have always [D] been cowboys and
[E] they still are [A] it seems.
[G] Sadly in search of [D] and one step in [G] back of [D] themselves [A] and their slow moving [D] dreams.
Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery [G] from being alone too long.
You could die from the cold in the arms of a mad man.
Knowing [E] well that your best [A] days are gone.
[D] Picking up hookers instead of my pen.
I let [G] the words of my youth fade [D] away.
[G]
Oh worn out saddles [D] and oh worn [G] out memories.
But no one [A] and no place [D] to stay.
[G] My heroes have always been [D] cowboys and [E]
they still are [A] it seems.
[G] Sadly in search of and [D] one step in [G] back of [D] themselves and [A] their slow [D] moving dreams.
[G] Sadly in search of [D] and one step [G] in back of [D] themselves and their [A] slow [G] moving dreams.
[D]
[D] I grew up a dream of being a [A] cowboy [G] and loving the cowboy [D] ways.
Pursuing the life of my high riding heroes.
[E] I burned up my [A] childhood days.
[D] I learned all the rules of a modern day drifter.
[G] Don't you hold on to nothing [D] too long.
Just
[G] take what you need [D] from the ladies [G] that leave them [D] with the words [A] of a sad country [D] song.
[G] My heroes have always [D] been cowboys and
[E] they still are [A] it seems.
[G] Sadly in search of [D] and one step in [G] back of [D] themselves [A] and their slow moving [D] dreams.
Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery [G] from being alone too long.
You could die from the cold in the arms of a mad man.
Knowing [E] well that your best [A] days are gone.
[D] Picking up hookers instead of my pen.
I let [G] the words of my youth fade [D] away.
[G]
Oh worn out saddles [D] and oh worn [G] out memories.
But no one [A] and no place [D] to stay.
[G] My heroes have always been [D] cowboys and [E]
they still are [A] it seems.
[G] Sadly in search of and [D] one step in [G] back of [D] themselves and [A] their slow [D] moving dreams.
[G] Sadly in search of [D] and one step [G] in back of [D] themselves and their [A] slow [G] moving dreams.
[D]
Key:
D
G
A
E
D
G
A
E
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[D] I grew up a dream of being a [A] cowboy _ [G] and loving the cowboy [D] ways. _ _ _
_ _ Pursuing the life of my high riding heroes. _
_ [E] _ I burned up my [A] childhood days. _ _
_ [D] I learned all the rules of a modern day drifter. _
_ [G] Don't you hold on to nothing [D] too long.
Just _
_ [G] take what you need [D] from the ladies [G] that leave them [D] with the words [A] of a sad country [D] song. _ _ _
[G] My heroes have always [D] been cowboys and _
_ [E] _ _ they still are [A] it seems. _ _
_ [G] Sadly in search of [D] and one step in [G] back of [D] themselves [A] and their slow moving [D] _ dreams. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Cowboys are special with _ their own brand of misery [G] from being _ alone too long. _ _ _
You could die from the cold _ in the arms of a mad man.
Knowing [E] well _ that your best [A] days are gone. _ _ _
[D] _ Picking up hookers _ instead of my pen.
I let [G] the words of my youth fade [D] away.
_ _ _ _ [G]
Oh worn out saddles [D] and oh worn [G] out memories.
But no one [A] and no place [D] to stay.
_ _ _ _ [G] My heroes have always been [D] cowboys and _ _ [E] _
they still are [A] it seems.
_ _ _ [G] Sadly in search of and [D] one step in [G] back of [D] themselves and [A] their slow [D] moving _ dreams. _
_ [G] Sadly in search of [D] and one step [G] in back of [D] themselves and their [A] slow [G] moving dreams. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[D] I grew up a dream of being a [A] cowboy _ [G] and loving the cowboy [D] ways. _ _ _
_ _ Pursuing the life of my high riding heroes. _
_ [E] _ I burned up my [A] childhood days. _ _
_ [D] I learned all the rules of a modern day drifter. _
_ [G] Don't you hold on to nothing [D] too long.
Just _
_ [G] take what you need [D] from the ladies [G] that leave them [D] with the words [A] of a sad country [D] song. _ _ _
[G] My heroes have always [D] been cowboys and _
_ [E] _ _ they still are [A] it seems. _ _
_ [G] Sadly in search of [D] and one step in [G] back of [D] themselves [A] and their slow moving [D] _ dreams. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Cowboys are special with _ their own brand of misery [G] from being _ alone too long. _ _ _
You could die from the cold _ in the arms of a mad man.
Knowing [E] well _ that your best [A] days are gone. _ _ _
[D] _ Picking up hookers _ instead of my pen.
I let [G] the words of my youth fade [D] away.
_ _ _ _ [G]
Oh worn out saddles [D] and oh worn [G] out memories.
But no one [A] and no place [D] to stay.
_ _ _ _ [G] My heroes have always been [D] cowboys and _ _ [E] _
they still are [A] it seems.
_ _ _ [G] Sadly in search of and [D] one step in [G] back of [D] themselves and [A] their slow [D] moving _ dreams. _
_ [G] Sadly in search of [D] and one step [G] in back of [D] themselves and their [A] slow [G] moving dreams. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _