A _ _ _ _
E _ _ _ _ .
F#m _ _ _ _
D _ _ _ .
A Her hands wrapped up in mine,
E tears rolling out of
A her eyes.
F#m No messing with a mate of mine,
D sunset and all goodbye.
A Yeah, it's hard
E to believe
F#m it wasn't me trying
D to leave this town.
It ain't
A always the cowboys that ain't
E got a lot of hang around.
Ain't
F#m got no settle down in their boots,
D gone just for what they do.
A That restless
E running, searching for
F#m something.
Leaving love in the dust of
D a midnight Chevrolet.
A It ain't always
E the cowboy that
D rides away.
_ _ _ _ .
_
A I've never seen over from this side,
E never heard lonely get this quiet.
F#m Feel I can't keep from smiling,
D cause damn that girl can fly.
_ _ It ain't
A always the cowboy that
E ain't got a lot of hang around.
F#m Ain't got no settle down in their boots,
D gone just for what they do.
A That restless
E running, searching for
F#m something.
Leaving love in the dust of
D a midnight Chevrolet.
A It ain't _ always
E the cowboy
F#m that rides away.
D A _ _ _
A _ _ .
_ _
E _ _ _ _
F#m tumbleweed heart chasing
E that wind.
D We're going too far wherever that is.
It ain't
A always the cowboy that
E ain't got a lot of hang around.
F#m Ain't got no settle down in their boots,
D gone just for what
A they do.
That restless running,
E searching for
F#m something.
Leaving love in the dust
D of a midnight Chevrolet.
A It ain't _ always
E the cowboy
D that rides away.
_ _ _ _
A Rides away.
_ _
E _ It ain't
F#m always the cowboy.
_ _
D _ _ _
A _ _ _ _ _
E _ _ _ _
F#m _ .
_ _ _
D _ _ _ _
A _ .
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