Chords for Born to Be a Cowboy

_ _ _ _ _ _ The painted walls of Palo Duro, _ [Eb] how my heart can see them yet.
[Bb] As a boy of eighteen summers, long [C] before [F] I knew regret,
_ there [Bb] I rode the bold unruly, and [Eb] my loop was keen and true.
_ And even in the dead of winter, the sky [F] seemed [Bb] always blue.
_ _ _ _ Where, oh where is Bud Delaney? _
[Eb] He could ride and ride them tall.
[Bb] Haven't seen him since he quit here [C] ten years ago [F] last fall.
I hear [Bb] he moved out east of Kingman, [Eb] and he's taken different _ ways.
But a better _ [Bb] hand at punching cows, there wasn't in his day. _
_ _ And it's [Eb] been saddle [F] horse and catch twine, _ [Eb] _ that has been [Bb] my life.
[Eb] Some say it's [Bb] been my _ downfall, for the [C] world has passed me [F] by. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ The life I [F] live I freely chose, [Eb] I'm at it yet [Bb] tonight.
I [Eb] was born to be [Bb] a cowboy, _
[Gm] and I will be [F] till I [Bb] die. _
_ _ _ _ We [Eb] _ _
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were camped on Rita Blanca, _ [Eb] me and Bud and Steve and Paul,
_ [Bb] at old Dick Shepard's wagon, _
_ _ [C] way up in [F] the fall. _
_ _ [Bb] Colder than the dickens, [Eb] but when the work was done, _
we'd catch a fresh [Bb] horse and lope to town, just looking for some fun. _ _
_ _ _ In the heat of summer, Brandon, _ [Eb] _ we'd get an early start,
_ _ [Bb] _ _ jingling the horses, _ _ [C] _ saddled in [F] the dark.
_ _ [Bb] And right out on the morning, _ _ [Eb] without a spoken word,
_ the ring of spur, the fall of hoof, [Bb] was all [F] that could [Bb] be heard.
_ _ _ And it's [Eb] been saddle horse [F] and catch twine, _
[Eb] that has been my [Bb] life. _
[Eb] Some say it's been [Bb] my downfall, [Cm] for the world has passed [F] me by. _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] The life I [F] live I freely chose, [Eb] I'm at it [Bb] yet tonight.
I [Eb] was born to be [Bb] a cowboy, _ and I will be till I die. _ _ _ _ _
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_ I first laid eyes on Darcy Taylor, _ [Eb] at the Channing Christmas Ball,
_ _ [Bb] _ the daughter of a circuit preacher, _ [C] the fairest of [F] them all.
I [Bb] knew I could never have her, [Eb] but I loved her just the same.
And _ I still get [Bb] that old [Eb] time feeling, [Bb] when [F] I hear [Bb] her name. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Photographs and trophy buckles, _ _
[Eb] _ the things you hold with _ pride.
[Bb] His eyes grow dim, won't mean as much, [C] as what you've got [F] inside. _
[Bb] But I've got lots of memories, [Eb] to me worth more than gold. _
And I can [Bb] say I'm ready, Lord, anytime it's time to go. _ _
_ _ Cause it's [Eb] been saddle [F] horse and catch twine, [Eb] _ that has been [Bb] my life.
_ [Eb] Some say it's been [N] my downfall. _ _ _ _ _ _
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