Cowboy Chords by Kid Rock

Tempo:
83.2 bpm
Chords used:

Ab

Abm

Db

Dbm

Gb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Cowboy chords
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[Dbm] [C]
[Bbm] [Ab]
[Gb] [Abm]
[Dbm] [Ab] Well I'm packing up my game and I'ma head out wet
With real women coming [Db] equipped with scripts and fake [Ab] breasts
Climb a nest in the hills, chill like Flint
Buy an old drop top, find a spot to kill
And I'm a kid, get up and down your block
With a bottle of scotch and watch lots of crap
Buy a yacht with a flag saying chillin' the most
Then rock that bitch up and down the coast
[Db] Give a toast to the sun, drink with the stars
Get thrown in the mix and tossed out of bars
Sip the tea, I wanna, I wanna roam
Find Motown, tell them fools to come back home
[Ab] Start an escort service for all the right reasons
And set up shop at the top of Four Seasons
Get rocked and I'm the real McCoy and I'm headed out west
Because I wanna be a cowboy [Db] baby
[Ab] With a job left back and the sunshine shining Cowboy [Dbm] baby
[Ab]
West, go chillin' with the [Dbm] boom, ride [Ab] with your cowboy baby
Riding at night, fuck asleep [Dbm] all [Ab] day Cowboy [Dbm] baby
[Ab]
Cause I'ma feed from a highway
[B] I [Ab] bet you'll hear my whistle blowing when my train rolls in
It goes like dust in the wind
Stone, pimp, stole a brief stone out of my mind
I once was lost, but now [Abm] I'm just flying
[Db] Palm trees and weeds, scab knees and rice
Get a map to the stars, find Heidi Fleiss
That if the price is right, then I'm gonna make my bid, boy
And let California know I'm the cool [Ab] beat Cowboy baby
With a job left back and the [Db] sunshine [Ab] shining Cowboy baby
West, [Dbm] go chillin' with the boom, ride [Ab] with your cowboy baby
Riding at night, fuck asleep all day
Cowboy baby
Cause I'ma feed from a highway
[Ebm] Yeah, [Eb] [Ab]
[Eb] [Abm] kick back, you can call me back
[Ab] Rolling sunset, woman [Abm] with a bottle of back
See the slimy in her back, broke down ass
Yeah, this is right, real bad
Guns slinging, furs hitting the floor
Call me horse, I'm the boss with the sauce in the horse
[Ab] No remorse for the sheriff, it is I ain't [Abm] right
I'm a penis [Db] now, man, [Ab] that made his wife white, [Db] uh
Cross chaos, rock like I'm a chaos
Like West Coast pussy [Gb] for my Detroit players
Back [Abm] like Mayer's, ball like Linger's
[Db] They told us to leave, [G] but bet they [Abm] can't make us
Why they wanna pick on me?
Lock [Ab] me up and [B] snort away [Abm] my key
I ain't no G, I'm just a regular male
You're right, straight out of Compton
[Ab] I'm straight out the trailer, [Db] lost like a sailor
I'm straight like a Mick, my only words are wisdom
I'm like in my pick, up and down that coast
And [Dbm] keep on talking till I fall in the ocean
[Ab] Come [Db] on, [Abm] with the top left back and [Ab] the sunshine shining
Come on, spend all my [Db] time in [Ab] Hollywood and [Abm] Vines
Come on, riding that Knackers street all day
Come on, [Ab] I can smell a pig from a mile away
[Abm] With the top left back and the sunshine shining
[Ab] With the top left back and [Dbm] the sunshine shining Come [F] on
Key:  
Ab
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Abm
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Db
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Dbm
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Gb
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Ab
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Abm
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Db
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To learn Kid Rock - Cowboy chords, begin by getting comfortable with these sequence: Ab, Db, Ab, Dbm and Ab. For a smooth transition, initiate your practice at 41 BPM and gradually match the song's pace of 83 BPM. Considering your vocal pitch and chord choices, adjust the capo in accordance with the key: Ab Minor.

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[Dbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[Bbm] _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Abm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dbm] _ [Ab] Well I'm packing up my game and I'ma head out wet
With real women coming [Db] equipped with scripts and fake [Ab] breasts
Climb a nest in the hills, chill like Flint
Buy an old drop top, find a spot to kill
And I'm a kid, get up and down your block
With a bottle of scotch and watch lots of crap
Buy a yacht with a flag saying chillin' the most
Then rock that bitch up and down the coast
[Db] Give a toast to the sun, drink with the stars
Get thrown in the mix and tossed out of bars
Sip the tea, I wanna, I wanna roam
Find Motown, tell them fools to come back home
[Ab] Start an escort service for all the right reasons
And set up shop at the top of Four Seasons
Get rocked and I'm the real McCoy and I'm headed out west
Because I wanna be a cowboy [Db] baby
[Ab] With a job left back and the sunshine shining Cowboy [Dbm] baby
[Ab]
West, go chillin' with the [Dbm] boom, ride [Ab] with your cowboy baby
Riding at night, fuck asleep [Dbm] all [Ab] day Cowboy [Dbm] baby
[Ab]
Cause I'ma feed from a highway
_ [B] I _ _ _ _ [Ab] bet you'll hear my whistle blowing when my train rolls in
It goes like dust in the wind
Stone, pimp, stole a brief stone out of my mind
I once was lost, but now [Abm] I'm just flying
[Db] Palm trees and weeds, scab knees and rice
Get a map to the stars, find Heidi Fleiss
That if the price is right, then I'm gonna make my bid, boy
And let California know I'm the cool [Ab] beat Cowboy baby
With a job left back and the [Db] sunshine [Ab] shining Cowboy baby
West, [Dbm] go chillin' with the boom, ride [Ab] with your cowboy baby
Riding at night, fuck asleep all day
_ Cowboy baby
Cause I'ma feed from a highway
_ [Ebm] _ _ Yeah, _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [Abm] kick back, you can call me back
[Ab] Rolling sunset, woman [Abm] with a bottle of back
See the slimy in her back, broke down ass
Yeah, this is right, real bad
Guns slinging, furs hitting the floor
Call me horse, I'm the boss with the sauce in the horse
[Ab] No remorse for the sheriff, it is I ain't [Abm] right
I'm a penis [Db] now, man, [Ab] that made his wife white, [Db] uh
Cross chaos, rock like I'm a chaos
Like West Coast pussy [Gb] for my Detroit players
Back [Abm] like Mayer's, ball like Linger's
[Db] They told us to leave, [G] but bet they [Abm] can't make us
Why they wanna pick on me?
Lock [Ab] me up and [B] snort away [Abm] my key
I ain't no G, I'm just a regular male
You're right, straight out of Compton
[Ab] I'm straight out the trailer, [Db] lost like a sailor
I'm straight like a Mick, my only words are wisdom
I'm like in my pick, up and down that coast
And [Dbm] keep on talking till I fall in the ocean
[Ab] Come [Db] on, [Abm] with the top left back and [Ab] the sunshine shining
Come on, spend all my [Db] time in [Ab] Hollywood and [Abm] Vines
Come on, riding that Knackers street all day
_ Come on, [Ab] I can smell a pig from a mile away
[Abm] _ With the top left back and the sunshine shining
[Ab] With _ the top left back and [Dbm] the sunshine shining Come [F] on _ _

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This song was featured on the Devil Without a Cause album.

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