Chords for I'd like to be in Texas for the roundup in the Spring
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Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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In a lobby in a big hotel [G] in New York town [D] one day, said a bunch of fellers telling yarn
[E] pass the [A] time away.
[D] They talked of places that they'd [G] been and different [D] sights they'd seen.
Some of them pray Chicago town [A] and others New [D] Orleans.
In a corner in an old [G] armchair said a man whose hair was [D] gray.
He would listen eagerly [E] to what they had [A] to say.
[D] They asked him where he'd like to be and [G] his dear old voice [D] did ring.
I'd like to be in Texas for [A] the roundup in [D] the spring.
I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking, the breaking of [A] the dawn.
[D] I hear the broncos nailing, [G] hear the cowboys sing.
Oh, [D] I'd like to be in Texas for the [A] roundup in [D] the spring.
They all sat still and listened to [G] every word he had [D] to say.
They knew the old man sitting there [E] had once been young [A] and gay.
[D] They asked him for a story of [G] his life out on [D] the plain.
He slowly removed his hat [A] and quietly [D] began.
I've seen them stampede over the hills [G] you'd think they'd never [D]
stop.
Seen them run for miles and miles [E] until their leaders [A]
dropped.
I [D] was foreman of a carriage, [G] that's a calling of [D] a king.
I'd like to be in Texas for [A] the roundup in the [D]
spring.
I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking, the breaking of [A] the dawn.
[D] I hear the broncos nailing, [G]
hear the cowboys sing.
[D] Oh, I'd like to be in Texas for the [A] roundup in [D] the spring.
There's a grave in sunny Texas [G] where Josie [D] Breadwell sleeps.
There's a grove of leafy [E] cottonwoods her constant vigil [A]
keep.
In [D] my heart's recollection of [G] that long, long [D] bygone day.
We rode the reins together like [A] two skipping kids [D] at play.
Her gentle voice had called me [G] in the watches of [D] the night.
I hear her laughter freshening [E] the dew of [A] early light.
I [D] was foreman of a carriage, [G] that's a calling of [D] a king.
I'd like to be in Texas [A] for the roundup [D] in the spring.
I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking at the breaking of [A] the dawn.
[D] I hear the broncos nailing, [G] hear the cowboys sing.
[D] Oh, I'd like to be in Texas for the roundup in the [G] spring.
[A] [D] [N]
In a lobby in a big hotel [G] in New York town [D] one day, said a bunch of fellers telling yarn
[E] pass the [A] time away.
[D] They talked of places that they'd [G] been and different [D] sights they'd seen.
Some of them pray Chicago town [A] and others New [D] Orleans.
In a corner in an old [G] armchair said a man whose hair was [D] gray.
He would listen eagerly [E] to what they had [A] to say.
[D] They asked him where he'd like to be and [G] his dear old voice [D] did ring.
I'd like to be in Texas for [A] the roundup in [D] the spring.
I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking, the breaking of [A] the dawn.
[D] I hear the broncos nailing, [G] hear the cowboys sing.
Oh, [D] I'd like to be in Texas for the [A] roundup in [D] the spring.
They all sat still and listened to [G] every word he had [D] to say.
They knew the old man sitting there [E] had once been young [A] and gay.
[D] They asked him for a story of [G] his life out on [D] the plain.
He slowly removed his hat [A] and quietly [D] began.
I've seen them stampede over the hills [G] you'd think they'd never [D]
stop.
Seen them run for miles and miles [E] until their leaders [A]
dropped.
I [D] was foreman of a carriage, [G] that's a calling of [D] a king.
I'd like to be in Texas for [A] the roundup in the [D]
spring.
I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking, the breaking of [A] the dawn.
[D] I hear the broncos nailing, [G]
hear the cowboys sing.
[D] Oh, I'd like to be in Texas for the [A] roundup in [D] the spring.
There's a grave in sunny Texas [G] where Josie [D] Breadwell sleeps.
There's a grove of leafy [E] cottonwoods her constant vigil [A]
keep.
In [D] my heart's recollection of [G] that long, long [D] bygone day.
We rode the reins together like [A] two skipping kids [D] at play.
Her gentle voice had called me [G] in the watches of [D] the night.
I hear her laughter freshening [E] the dew of [A] early light.
I [D] was foreman of a carriage, [G] that's a calling of [D] a king.
I'd like to be in Texas [A] for the roundup [D] in the spring.
I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking at the breaking of [A] the dawn.
[D] I hear the broncos nailing, [G] hear the cowboys sing.
[D] Oh, I'd like to be in Texas for the roundup in the [G] spring.
[A] [D] [N]
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
In a lobby _ in a big hotel [G] in New York town [D] one day, _ said a bunch of fellers telling yarn
[E] pass the [A] time away. _ _
[D] They talked of places that they'd [G] been and different [D] sights they'd seen. _
Some of them pray Chicago town [A] and others New [D] Orleans. _ _
_ _ _ In a corner in an old [G] armchair said a man whose hair was [D] gray.
_ He would listen _ _ eagerly [E] to what they had [A] to say.
_ [D] They asked him where he'd like to be and [G] his dear old voice [D] did ring.
_ I'd like to be in Texas for [A] the roundup in [D] the spring. _ _ _ _
I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early _ morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking, the breaking of [A] the dawn.
[D] I hear the broncos nailing, _ _ [G] hear the cowboys _ sing.
Oh, [D] I'd like to be in Texas for the [A] roundup in [D] the spring.
_ _ They _ _ all sat still and listened to [G] every word he had [D] to say.
_ They knew the old man sitting there [E] had once been young [A] and gay.
_ [D] They asked him for a story of [G] his life out on [D] the plain.
_ He slowly removed his hat [A] and _ quietly [D] began. _ _ _
_ _ I've seen them _ stampede over the hills [G] you'd think they'd never [D]
stop.
_ _ Seen them run for miles and miles [E] until their leaders [A]
dropped.
I [D] was foreman of a carriage, [G] that's a calling of [D] a king.
_ I'd like to be in Texas for [A] the roundup in the [D]
spring.
_ _ _ _ I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early _ morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking, the breaking of [A] the dawn.
_ [D] I hear the broncos nailing, _ [G]
hear the cowboys _ sing.
[D] Oh, I'd like to be in Texas for the [A] roundup in [D] the spring. _ _
_ _ There's a grave in sunny Texas [G] where Josie [D] Breadwell sleeps.
There's a grove of leafy _ _ [E] cottonwoods her constant vigil [A]
keep.
In [D] my _ heart's recollection of [G] that long, long [D] bygone day.
We rode the reins together like [A] two skipping kids [D] at play.
_ _ Her _ _ gentle voice had called me [G] in the watches of [D] the night.
_ I hear her laughter _ freshening [E] the dew of [A] early light.
I [D] was foreman of a carriage, _ [G] that's a calling of [D] a king.
_ I'd like to be in Texas _ [A] for the roundup [D] in the spring. _ _
_ _ I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early _ morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking _ at the breaking of [A] the dawn.
_ [D] I hear the broncos _ nailing, [G] hear the cowboys _ sing.
[D] Oh, I'd like to be in Texas for the roundup in the [G] spring.
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In a lobby _ in a big hotel [G] in New York town [D] one day, _ said a bunch of fellers telling yarn
[E] pass the [A] time away. _ _
[D] They talked of places that they'd [G] been and different [D] sights they'd seen. _
Some of them pray Chicago town [A] and others New [D] Orleans. _ _
_ _ _ In a corner in an old [G] armchair said a man whose hair was [D] gray.
_ He would listen _ _ eagerly [E] to what they had [A] to say.
_ [D] They asked him where he'd like to be and [G] his dear old voice [D] did ring.
_ I'd like to be in Texas for [A] the roundup in [D] the spring. _ _ _ _
I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early _ morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking, the breaking of [A] the dawn.
[D] I hear the broncos nailing, _ _ [G] hear the cowboys _ sing.
Oh, [D] I'd like to be in Texas for the [A] roundup in [D] the spring.
_ _ They _ _ all sat still and listened to [G] every word he had [D] to say.
_ They knew the old man sitting there [E] had once been young [A] and gay.
_ [D] They asked him for a story of [G] his life out on [D] the plain.
_ He slowly removed his hat [A] and _ quietly [D] began. _ _ _
_ _ I've seen them _ stampede over the hills [G] you'd think they'd never [D]
stop.
_ _ Seen them run for miles and miles [E] until their leaders [A]
dropped.
I [D] was foreman of a carriage, [G] that's a calling of [D] a king.
_ I'd like to be in Texas for [A] the roundup in the [D]
spring.
_ _ _ _ I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early _ morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking, the breaking of [A] the dawn.
_ [D] I hear the broncos nailing, _ [G]
hear the cowboys _ sing.
[D] Oh, I'd like to be in Texas for the [A] roundup in [D] the spring. _ _
_ _ There's a grave in sunny Texas [G] where Josie [D] Breadwell sleeps.
There's a grove of leafy _ _ [E] cottonwoods her constant vigil [A]
keep.
In [D] my _ heart's recollection of [G] that long, long [D] bygone day.
We rode the reins together like [A] two skipping kids [D] at play.
_ _ Her _ _ gentle voice had called me [G] in the watches of [D] the night.
_ I hear her laughter _ freshening [E] the dew of [A] early light.
I [D] was foreman of a carriage, _ [G] that's a calling of [D] a king.
_ I'd like to be in Texas _ [A] for the roundup [D] in the spring. _ _
_ _ I see the cattle grazing [G] for the hills of early _ morn.
I [D] can see the campfire smoking _ at the breaking of [A] the dawn.
_ [D] I hear the broncos _ nailing, [G] hear the cowboys _ sing.
[D] Oh, I'd like to be in Texas for the roundup in the [G] spring.
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