THEM BAREBACK HORSES
[C]Them bareback horses are the only thing
They [F]make your back hurt they make your bell ring
They're [G7]hard on tailbones and they make your neck sore
But when it's all over you're craving some [C]more
Well you drive down the road in a broke down car
You [F]stop in some town you wonder where in the hell you are
You [G7]get yourself a road map and head out once again
With only enough for fees so you'd damn sure better [C]win
You [F]finally make the pitchin' with your [C]entry fees all paid
You get [G7]on another snatcher and he [C]flings you away
So you [C]head to town broken hearted [F]lookin' for a chance
To [G7]get a little drunk and find some girl and [C]dance
Well you meet a little girl at the [F]bar all alone
You [G7]whoop some words on her to get her to take you [C]home
But she's got a big boyfriend who [F]just came from the can
And he says [G7]move on there buddy cause he's her lovin' [C]man
So you c[F]limb back in your car after your [C]little bitty fight
You're [G7]drunk and broken hearted
And it's [C]twelve o'clock at night
And you ain't got a dime in your [F]old blue jeans
But [G7]by god you got a half a tank of gas
And a can of pork and [C]beans
[F]You write a hot check to pay your fees once again
You [G7]got yourself a good one so you ought to [C]win
The horse is standin' in the chute [F]then he bucks around
The [G7]whistle blows then you're standin' on the [C]ground
The [F]judges total their markings and they [C]tally up the score
And you're [G7]beatin' everybody by at [C]least ten points or more
So you climb back in your car with a [F]pocket full of cash
A good [G7]feelin' in your heart and a tank full of [C]gas
But boys the day finally comes when you get [F]old and grey
You [G7]gotta hang your spurs up and put your [C]riggin' away
You look back now with a [F]wantin' eye
But [G7]brother it's all gone so you sit and [C]cry
[C]Them bareback horses are the only thing
They [F]make your back hurt they make your bell ring
They're [G7]hard on tailbones and they make your neck sore
But when it's all over you're craving some [C]more
Well you drive down the road in a broke down car
You [F]stop in some town you wonder where in the hell you are
You [G7]get yourself a road map and head out once again
With only enough for fees so you'd damn sure better [C]win
You [F]finally make the pitchin' with your [C]entry fees all paid
You get [G7]on another snatcher and he [C]flings you away
So you [C]head to town broken hearted [F]lookin' for a chance
To [G7]get a little drunk and find some girl and [C]dance
Well you meet a little girl at the [F]bar all alone
You [G7]whoop some words on her to get her to take you [C]home
But she's got a big boyfriend who [F]just came from the can
And he says [G7]move on there buddy cause he's her lovin' [C]man
So you c[F]limb back in your car after your [C]little bitty fight
You're [G7]drunk and broken hearted
And it's [C]twelve o'clock at night
And you ain't got a dime in your [F]old blue jeans
But [G7]by god you got a half a tank of gas
And a can of pork and [C]beans
[F]You write a hot check to pay your fees once again
You [G7]got yourself a good one so you ought to [C]win
The horse is standin' in the chute [F]then he bucks around
The [G7]whistle blows then you're standin' on the [C]ground
The [F]judges total their markings and they [C]tally up the score
And you're [G7]beatin' everybody by at [C]least ten points or more
So you climb back in your car with a [F]pocket full of cash
A good [G7]feelin' in your heart and a tank full of [C]gas
But boys the day finally comes when you get [F]old and grey
You [G7]gotta hang your spurs up and put your [C]riggin' away
You look back now with a [F]wantin' eye
But [G7]brother it's all gone so you sit and [C]cry
