Chords for James McMurtry "No More Buffalo"

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[G] _ _ [D] I guess we knew the [A] cards [D] were stacked, _ [G] _ started out the best of [A] friends. _
_ [G] And we beat that highway, and [A] it quit [D] beating back. _
_ [G] _ [F#] Didn't [Gm] mean much in [A] the end. _ _
[G] _ _ _ Some you [A] win, some you [D] lose, some you throw away.
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_ [G] We headed south across [A] those Colorado plains, [D] _ [G] _ just as [D] empty [A] as the day.
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_ _ And we looked [G] around at all we [D] saw, _ [Bm] _ [D] and all we'd hoped to see.
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_ [Bm] _ _ [A] Looking [G] out through the bugs on the [D] windshield, _ [G] _ _ somebody [A] said to me,
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_ [G] No more Buffalo, blue [D] skies are [A] over the [G] road.
No more rodeo, [Bm] no more [A]
noise.
[G] _ Take this Cadillac, [D] park it out in the [G] back.
Mama's calling, [A] bit [D] away the toy.
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[G] _ Don't chase that carrot [A] till it makes you [D] sick.
_ [G] _ What you think you're gonna [A] prove? _
[D] _ [G] Just let it dangle till it [D] falls off the stick.
_ [G] _ _ [F#] That's when you [A] make your move. _
[D] _ [Bm] _ [D] Don't go [A] chasing [G] there, just shooting [D] stars.
_ [Bm] _ [A] Trying to make [G] yourself a name. _
_ [Bm] You could [B] joust at windmills with [G] that old Fender [D] guitar.
_ [G] _ [D] Probably do [A] about the same.
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_ [G] No more Buffalo, blue [D] skies are over the [G] road.
No more rodeo, [Bm] no [A] more noise.
_ [G] Take my Cadillac, [D] park it out in the [G] back.
[D] Mama's calling, [A] bit away the [D] toy.
[G] Tell them all.
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_ [G] _ never thought they'd [A] ever doubt my [D] words.
_ [G] _ Guess they were just too [A] tired to care. _
_ [Gm] I'd [D] point to the horizon, [A] to the dust of the [D] earth.
_ [G] _ Still hovering [A] in the air. _
_ [Gm] _ Somebody said it [A] ain't any such.
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_ Man, you wish so hard, you're [A] scaring me. _ _
_ [G] Cause those are combines [A] kicking up that [D] dust.
_ [G] But you can see what you [A] want to see. _
_ [Bm] _ [A] Go on chasing [G] there, cause what used to [D] be there.
[Bm] _ [E] Top that horizon, [A] face the [G] pain. _
_ [Bm] But [A] man, they were here, [G] they were here, [D] I swear.
[G] Not [F#] just these bleaching [A] bones, stretching across the plain.
_ _ [D] _ [G] No more Buffalo, blue [A] skies are over [G] the road.
[D] No more [B] rodeo for this old [A] boy.
_ [G] _ Take my Cadillac, [D] park it out in the [G] back.
[F#] Mama's calling, [A] bit [D] away the toy.
_ [G] No more Buffalo, blue skies are [D] over the [G] road.
No more rock and roll as we all [D] know it.
[G] _ Take my Cadillac, _ [A] park it out in the [G] back.
Mama's calling, [A] bit away the [D] toy. _ _ _ _
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