Chords for Cowboy To The Core
Tempo:
98.15 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
G
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [E]
[D] [A]
[E] I [D] [A]
make [D] my living [A] eight [E] seconds at a time.
Try to [D] tame boiling hell [C#m] by gouging ugly [G] hide.
[E] No room [D] for fear [C#m] if you gotta find a [E] door.
Cause this ain't [D] the place to find out you ain't [E] cowboy to the core.
I got a number on my [D] back, start up tap, [A] first strap through [G] my bells.
[E] The ride of my life, [D] a ton of dynamite, waiting [A] to blow sky high [G] in the shoe.
I [E] pull my weight up tight, wrap [D] my hands, suicide, [A] alive every time [G] before.
Pull [A] my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it go [D] and get cowboy [A] to the [E] core.
[D] [A] [E] Don't say [D] I'm crazy, [C#m] right out of [E] my mind.
Cause rank bulls with slinging [C#m] horns is how I spend [C] my [E] time.
It ain't [D] just the money, the [C#m] buckles, or the [E] crowd's roar.
It's what gives me what I've got to be [C#m] and that's cowboy to [E] the core.
I got a number on my [D] back, start up [A] tap, first strap through [G] my bells.
[E] The ride of my life, [D] a ton of dynamite, [A] waiting to blow sky [G] high in the shoe.
[E] I pull my weight up tight, [D] wrap my hands, suicide, [A] alive every [G] time before.
[A] Pull my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it go [D] and get cowboy [A] to [E] the core.
[D]
[A] I've had my [E] share of bad wrecks.
[A] They had more breaks than [E] I've got miles.
[A] But there ain't no [E] better high [D] than to hear that whistle before I feel [B] the floor.
[A]
[E] [F#] [E]
[A] [D] I [Em] got a number on my [Dm] back, start up [A] tap, first strap [G] through my bells.
[F#] The ride of my [D] life, a ton of dynamite, waiting to blow sky [G] high in the shoe.
[E] I pull my weight up tight, [D] wrap my hands, [A] suicide, alive every [G] time before.
[A] Pull my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it [D] go and get cowboy [A] to [E] the core.
[D] Yeah, cowboy [A] to [E] the core.
[D]
[A] [Em] Yeah, yeah, [D] yeah.
[A] Come [E] on, y'all.
[D]
[A] [Em] Yeah, yeah.
[D] [A]
[E]
[D] [A]
[E] I [D] [A]
make [D] my living [A] eight [E] seconds at a time.
Try to [D] tame boiling hell [C#m] by gouging ugly [G] hide.
[E] No room [D] for fear [C#m] if you gotta find a [E] door.
Cause this ain't [D] the place to find out you ain't [E] cowboy to the core.
I got a number on my [D] back, start up tap, [A] first strap through [G] my bells.
[E] The ride of my life, [D] a ton of dynamite, waiting [A] to blow sky high [G] in the shoe.
I [E] pull my weight up tight, wrap [D] my hands, suicide, [A] alive every time [G] before.
Pull [A] my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it go [D] and get cowboy [A] to the [E] core.
[D] [A] [E] Don't say [D] I'm crazy, [C#m] right out of [E] my mind.
Cause rank bulls with slinging [C#m] horns is how I spend [C] my [E] time.
It ain't [D] just the money, the [C#m] buckles, or the [E] crowd's roar.
It's what gives me what I've got to be [C#m] and that's cowboy to [E] the core.
I got a number on my [D] back, start up [A] tap, first strap through [G] my bells.
[E] The ride of my life, [D] a ton of dynamite, [A] waiting to blow sky [G] high in the shoe.
[E] I pull my weight up tight, [D] wrap my hands, suicide, [A] alive every [G] time before.
[A] Pull my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it go [D] and get cowboy [A] to [E] the core.
[D]
[A] I've had my [E] share of bad wrecks.
[A] They had more breaks than [E] I've got miles.
[A] But there ain't no [E] better high [D] than to hear that whistle before I feel [B] the floor.
[A]
[E] [F#] [E]
[A] [D] I [Em] got a number on my [Dm] back, start up [A] tap, first strap [G] through my bells.
[F#] The ride of my [D] life, a ton of dynamite, waiting to blow sky [G] high in the shoe.
[E] I pull my weight up tight, [D] wrap my hands, [A] suicide, alive every [G] time before.
[A] Pull my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it [D] go and get cowboy [A] to [E] the core.
[D] Yeah, cowboy [A] to [E] the core.
[D]
[A] [Em] Yeah, yeah, [D] yeah.
[A] Come [E] on, y'all.
[D]
[A] [Em] Yeah, yeah.
[D] [A]
[E]
Key:
A
D
E
G
C#m
A
D
E
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] I [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
make [D] my living [A] eight [E] seconds at a time.
Try to [D] tame boiling hell [C#m] by gouging ugly [G] hide. _
[E] No room [D] for fear [C#m] if you gotta find a [E] door.
Cause this ain't [D] the place to find out you ain't [E] cowboy to the core. _
I got a number on my [D] back, start up tap, [A] first strap through [G] my bells.
[E] The ride of my life, [D] a ton of dynamite, waiting [A] to blow sky high [G] in the shoe.
I [E] pull my weight up tight, wrap [D] my hands, suicide, [A] alive every time [G] before.
_ Pull [A] my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it go [D] and get cowboy [A] to the [E] core. _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ Don't say [D] I'm crazy, [C#m] right out of [E] my mind.
Cause rank bulls with slinging [C#m] horns is how I spend [C] my [E] time.
It ain't [D] just the money, the [C#m] buckles, or the [E] crowd's roar.
It's what gives me what I've got to be [C#m] and that's cowboy to [E] the core. _ _
I got a number on my [D] back, start up [A] tap, first strap through [G] my bells.
[E] The ride of my life, [D] a ton of dynamite, [A] waiting to blow sky [G] high in the shoe.
[E] I pull my weight up tight, [D] wrap my hands, suicide, [A] alive every [G] time before.
_ [A] Pull my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it go [D] and get cowboy [A] to [E] the core.
_ [D] _ _
[A] _ I've had my [E] share of bad wrecks. _
[A] They had more breaks than [E] I've got miles. _
[A] But there ain't no [E] better high _ [D] than to hear that whistle before I feel [B] the floor. _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] I [Em] got a number on my [Dm] back, start up [A] tap, first strap [G] through my bells.
[F#] The ride of my [D] life, a ton of dynamite, waiting to blow sky [G] high in the shoe.
[E] I pull my weight up tight, [D] wrap my hands, [A] suicide, alive every [G] time before.
_ [A] Pull my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it [D] go and get cowboy [A] to [E] the core. _
[D] Yeah, cowboy [A] to [E] the core.
[D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Em] Yeah, yeah, [D] yeah. _
[A] _ _ Come [E] on, y'all.
_ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Em] Yeah, yeah.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] I [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
make [D] my living [A] eight [E] seconds at a time.
Try to [D] tame boiling hell [C#m] by gouging ugly [G] hide. _
[E] No room [D] for fear [C#m] if you gotta find a [E] door.
Cause this ain't [D] the place to find out you ain't [E] cowboy to the core. _
I got a number on my [D] back, start up tap, [A] first strap through [G] my bells.
[E] The ride of my life, [D] a ton of dynamite, waiting [A] to blow sky high [G] in the shoe.
I [E] pull my weight up tight, wrap [D] my hands, suicide, [A] alive every time [G] before.
_ Pull [A] my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it go [D] and get cowboy [A] to the [E] core. _
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [E] _ Don't say [D] I'm crazy, [C#m] right out of [E] my mind.
Cause rank bulls with slinging [C#m] horns is how I spend [C] my [E] time.
It ain't [D] just the money, the [C#m] buckles, or the [E] crowd's roar.
It's what gives me what I've got to be [C#m] and that's cowboy to [E] the core. _ _
I got a number on my [D] back, start up [A] tap, first strap through [G] my bells.
[E] The ride of my life, [D] a ton of dynamite, [A] waiting to blow sky [G] high in the shoe.
[E] I pull my weight up tight, [D] wrap my hands, suicide, [A] alive every [G] time before.
_ [A] Pull my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it go [D] and get cowboy [A] to [E] the core.
_ [D] _ _
[A] _ I've had my [E] share of bad wrecks. _
[A] They had more breaks than [E] I've got miles. _
[A] But there ain't no [E] better high _ [D] than to hear that whistle before I feel [B] the floor. _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] I [Em] got a number on my [Dm] back, start up [A] tap, first strap [G] through my bells.
[F#] The ride of my [D] life, a ton of dynamite, waiting to blow sky [G] high in the shoe.
[E] I pull my weight up tight, [D] wrap my hands, [A] suicide, alive every [G] time before.
_ [A] Pull my hat down, long move up on my rope,
knock my head, let it [D] go and get cowboy [A] to [E] the core. _
[D] Yeah, cowboy [A] to [E] the core.
[D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Em] Yeah, yeah, [D] yeah. _
[A] _ _ Come [E] on, y'all.
_ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Em] Yeah, yeah.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _