Chords for The Highwaymen The Last Cowboy Song black&white
Tempo:
127.7 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Em
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F#m] [D]
This is the last cowboys song, the end of a hundred [Am] [G] year wall.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of
[Em] [D] America's law.
He rides the feedlot, clerks in a market, on weekends selling tobacco [A] and beer.
And his dreams of [Em] tomorrow, [A] 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, old Wyatt [A] back down.
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis and Texas, rode with the seventh when Custer went [D] down.
This is the last cowboys song, the end of a hundred [G] year wall.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's law.
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale.
Me and Johnny and Waylon, and Chris sang about him, and wished who godly could have ridden [D] his trail.
This is the last cowboys song, the end of a hundred [G] year wall.
[A] They roll by as martyrs and don't even notice, like living and dying is all they ever did.
[D]
This is the last [G] cowboys [D] song, the end of a hundred year [G] wall.
The [A] voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's law.
This is the last cowboys song, the end of a hundred year wall.
This is the last cowboys song, the end of a hundred [Am] [G] year wall.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of
[Em] [D] America's law.
He rides the feedlot, clerks in a market, on weekends selling tobacco [A] and beer.
And his dreams of [Em] tomorrow, [A] 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, old Wyatt [A] back down.
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis and Texas, rode with the seventh when Custer went [D] down.
This is the last cowboys song, the end of a hundred [G] year wall.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's law.
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale.
Me and Johnny and Waylon, and Chris sang about him, and wished who godly could have ridden [D] his trail.
This is the last cowboys song, the end of a hundred [G] year wall.
[A] They roll by as martyrs and don't even notice, like living and dying is all they ever did.
[D]
This is the last [G] cowboys [D] song, the end of a hundred year [G] wall.
The [A] voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's law.
This is the last cowboys song, the end of a hundred year wall.
Key:
D
A
G
Em
F#m
D
A
G
[F#m] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
This is the last cowboys song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [Am] [G] year wall. _ _ _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing _ along, another piece of _
[Em] [D] America's law. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ He rides the feedlot, _ clerks in a market, _ on weekends selling _ tobacco [A] and beer.
_ _ _ And his dreams of [Em] tomorrow, _ [A] 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, old Wyatt [A] back down.
He _ stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis and Texas, _ rode with the seventh when Custer went [D] down. _ _ _
This is the last cowboys song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year wall. _ _ _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of _ [D] America's law. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale.
_ Me and Johnny and Waylon, and Chris sang about him, and wished who godly could have ridden [D] his trail. _ _ _
_ This is the last cowboys song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred _ [G] year wall. _ _
_ [A] They roll by as martyrs and don't even notice, _ _ like living and dying is all they ever did.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
This is the last [G] cowboys [D] song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred year [G] wall. _ _
The [A] voices sound sad as they're singing _ along, another piece of _ [D] America's law. _ _ _
_ This is the last cowboys song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred year wall. _
This is the last cowboys song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [Am] [G] year wall. _ _ _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing _ along, another piece of _
[Em] [D] America's law. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ He rides the feedlot, _ clerks in a market, _ on weekends selling _ tobacco [A] and beer.
_ _ _ And his dreams of [Em] tomorrow, _ [A] 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, old Wyatt [A] back down.
He _ stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis and Texas, _ rode with the seventh when Custer went [D] down. _ _ _
This is the last cowboys song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year wall. _ _ _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of _ [D] America's law. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale.
_ Me and Johnny and Waylon, and Chris sang about him, and wished who godly could have ridden [D] his trail. _ _ _
_ This is the last cowboys song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred _ [G] year wall. _ _
_ [A] They roll by as martyrs and don't even notice, _ _ like living and dying is all they ever did.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _
This is the last [G] cowboys [D] song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred year [G] wall. _ _
The [A] voices sound sad as they're singing _ along, another piece of _ [D] America's law. _ _ _
_ This is the last cowboys song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred year wall. _