This Cowboys Hat chords

_ _ _ _ _ Well, there's always been groups of people that never could see eye to eye.
But I always thought if they ever had a chance to sit down and talk face to face, they G might.
realize they got a lot in common.
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_ _ _ Well, I was sitting F#m in a coffee shop, just A having a cup to Bm pass the time, swapping F#m rodeo.
stories with A this old cowboy friend of Bm mine, _ when some D motorcycle riders started Em snickering.
in the back, _ _ Bm started poking F#m fun at my friend's Bm hat.
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_ _ One old boy C# said, Hey A Tex, where'd you park your Bm horse.
My friend just pulled C# his hat A down low, but they couldn't be ignored.
Bm _ One D husky fella said, I think I'll Em rip that hat right off your head.
That's when my Bm friend turned F#m around, and this is what Bm he said.
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_ Bm _ _ D _ _ Em _ _ _ .
_ Bm _ _ _ D _ F# _ _ _ .
_ Bm _ _ D _ _ Em _ _ _ .
_ Bm _ _ F#m _ _ Bm _ _ _ .
_ Now partner, this F#m old hat's A better left alone.
B _ .
_ Bm See, it F#m used to be my daddy's, A but last C# year he passed on.
Bm My D nephew skinned the rattler that E makes up this old hat Em band, Bm but back in 69 F#m he died in Vietnam.
Bm _ Em _ Bm _ .
Now the eagle feather was F# given to me A by an Indian friend of mine, Bm _ .
but someone ran F#m him.
down somewhere around A that Arizona line, C# _ .
Bm and a D real special lady gave me Em this hat pin, _ _ _ .
Bm but I don't know if I'll ever F#m see her B again.
_ _ .
Bm You ride a black D tornado Em across the western sky, Bm rope an D old blue northern _ F# milkhead till.
the sky is dry, Bm Bulldog of D Mississippi, _ E Em Pennsylvia's down flat, Bm long before you F#m take this B cowboy's hat.
_ Bm _ .
_ Now if your F#m leather jacket means to you A what this hat means to me, Bm _ .
then I guess we F#m understand.
each other and A we'll just let it be.
Bm _ .
But if you still think D it's funny, Em man you got my back up against the wall, and Bm if you.
touch my hat you're F#m gonna have to fight us all.
B _ Bm _ _ .
_ Well right then I F#m caught a little sadness in that A gang leader's eyes, Bm _ .
and he turned.
back F#m to the others and they all just A kinda shuffled on Bm outside, but when my friend D turned.
back towards me, Em I noticed his old hat brim, well Bm it was turned up F#m in a big ole Texas Bm groove.
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You ride a black D tornado _ Em across the western sky, Bm rope an old D blue northern F# milkhead till.
the sky is dry, Bm Bulldog of D Mississippi, _ E Pennsylvia's Em down flat, Bm long before F#m you take this Bm cowboy's hat.
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