FenderTexas
Dub Miller
Cowboys and Sailors
Note- up strums on the last G in each line
Into- play 1st verse for the most part
Chords Might not be on write words, this box messed it up, but its the right
pattern, listen for the chord changes, it not to hard
[G]Im a cowboy on the trail, I[C] got a prairie for a [G]bed
A wi[C]de open sky for a blanket, [G]a saddle underneath my he[D]ad
[G]Been gone six months pushin 900 head, th[C]ree months til I reach the end[G]
[C]Gonna draw my pay w[G]hen I get to Montana th[D]en its back to Texas aga[G]in
Chorus
[C]So j[G]ust sing a song, of co[C]wboys and sailor[G]s
[C]Old rusty tr[G]ailors and that salty ocean a[D]ir
[C]Keep [G]holdin on, t[C]he cowboy is [G]dying
[C]Theres a lonely [G]woman crying, l[D]ord please take him there[G]
[G]Its dawn out on the ocean, [C]southern wind full in the sa[G]ils
The [C]sea life will make a poor man a king[G], a rich man feel like hel[D]l
[G]Ive seen three hurricanes and one typhoon[C] but the sea aint claimed me yet[G]
[C]This time next year Ill be ho[G]me sippin rum, on th[D]at boys you can be[G]t
Chorus
[G]Ive driven all over hell and [C]half of the United State[G]s
With B[C]ill Mack playin me Lefty [G]Frizell and old Willie Nelson t[D]apes
[G]Livin on fast food and nicotine, [C]bleeding it to the bon[G]e
Got [C]one more gig at the e[G]nd of this run then [D]boys were goin hom[G]e
Chorus
Dub Miller
Cowboys and Sailors
Note- up strums on the last G in each line
Into- play 1st verse for the most part
Chords Might not be on write words, this box messed it up, but its the right
pattern, listen for the chord changes, it not to hard
[G]Im a cowboy on the trail, I[C] got a prairie for a [G]bed
A wi[C]de open sky for a blanket, [G]a saddle underneath my he[D]ad
[G]Been gone six months pushin 900 head, th[C]ree months til I reach the end[G]
[C]Gonna draw my pay w[G]hen I get to Montana th[D]en its back to Texas aga[G]in
Chorus
[C]So j[G]ust sing a song, of co[C]wboys and sailor[G]s
[C]Old rusty tr[G]ailors and that salty ocean a[D]ir
[C]Keep [G]holdin on, t[C]he cowboy is [G]dying
[C]Theres a lonely [G]woman crying, l[D]ord please take him there[G]
[G]Its dawn out on the ocean, [C]southern wind full in the sa[G]ils
The [C]sea life will make a poor man a king[G], a rich man feel like hel[D]l
[G]Ive seen three hurricanes and one typhoon[C] but the sea aint claimed me yet[G]
[C]This time next year Ill be ho[G]me sippin rum, on th[D]at boys you can be[G]t
Chorus
[G]Ive driven all over hell and [C]half of the United State[G]s
With B[C]ill Mack playin me Lefty [G]Frizell and old Willie Nelson t[D]apes
[G]Livin on fast food and nicotine, [C]bleeding it to the bon[G]e
Got [C]one more gig at the e[G]nd of this run then [D]boys were goin hom[G]e
Chorus
