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1. I grew uDp dreaming of being a cowboy
2. Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery
1. And Gloving the cowboy Dways.
2. From being alone too long.
1. PDursuing the life of my high riding heroes
2. You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare
1. I E7 burned up my childhood A7days.
2. Knowing well that your best days are gone
1. I Dlearned all the rules of a moder day drifter
2. Picking up hookers instead of my pen
1. DonÕt you Ghold on to nothing too Dlong
2. I let the words of my youth fade away.
1. Just Gtake what you need from the Dladies and Gleave them
2. Old worn out saddles and old worm out memories
1. With the Dwords of a A7sad country Dsong.
2. With no one and no place to stay.
My Gheroes have always been Dcowboys
E7And they still are it A7seems
GSadly in search of and Done step in Gback of
ThemDselves and their A7slow moving Ddreams.
This song is in 3/4 time. It sounds best if you hit the bass note of the
chord on the first beat of each measure. You might want to put in some bass
runs like A-B-C#-D between A and D chords where it sounds right.
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