Chords for The Last Cowboy Song
Tempo:
112.7 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
Em
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound [G] sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of America's [D] lost.
He rides a feedlot and clerks in a market, on weekends selling tobacco [A] and beer.
And his dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences [D] weren't here.
He blazed the trail with Lewis and Clark, and eyeball to eyeball, oh, I backed [A] down.
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas, and rode with the seventh when Custer went [D] down.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of America's [D] lost.
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale.
And Willie and [G] Waylon [A] and me sing about him, and wish to God we could have ridden [D] his trail.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred year [G]
waltz.
[A] The voices [D] sound sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's lost.
[G]
This [A]
[F#m]
[A]
[D]
is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound [Em] sad as [A] they're singing [Em] along, [A] another piece of [G] [A] [D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song.
[N]
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound [G] sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of America's [D] lost.
He rides a feedlot and clerks in a market, on weekends selling tobacco [A] and beer.
And his dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences [D] weren't here.
He blazed the trail with Lewis and Clark, and eyeball to eyeball, oh, I backed [A] down.
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas, and rode with the seventh when Custer went [D] down.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of America's [D] lost.
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale.
And Willie and [G] Waylon [A] and me sing about him, and wish to God we could have ridden [D] his trail.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred year [G]
waltz.
[A] The voices [D] sound sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of [D] America's lost.
[G]
This [A]
[F#m]
[A]
[D]
is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound [Em] sad as [A] they're singing [Em] along, [A] another piece of [G] [A] [D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song.
[N]
Key:
A
D
G
Em
F#m
A
D
G
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ This is the last cowboy song, _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
_ _ [A] The voices sound [G] sad as [A] they're singing _ along, another piece of _ America's [D] lost.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ He rides a _ feedlot and clerks in a market, on weekends selling _ tobacco [A] and beer.
_ _ And his dreams of tomorrow _ surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences [D] weren't here.
_ _ _ He blazed the trail with Lewis and Clark, and _ eyeball to eyeball, oh, I backed [A] down.
_ _ He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas, and rode with the seventh when Custer went [D] down.
This _ _ _ is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year _ waltz.
_ [A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, _ another piece of _ America's [D] lost. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale. _ _ _
And Willie and [G] Waylon [A] and me sing about him, and wish to God we could have ridden [D] his trail. _
_ _ _ This is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of _ a hundred [G] year _ waltz.
_ [A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, _ another piece of _ _ [D] America's lost. _
This _ _ is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred year [G] _ _
waltz.
_ [A] The voices [D] sound sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of _ _ [D] America's lost. _
_ _ _ This is the last cowboy _ song, _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
_ _ [A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, _ another piece of _ _ [D] America's lost.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
This _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
_ _ [A] The voices sound [Em] sad as [A] they're singing [Em] along, _ [A] another piece of _ [G] _ [A] [D] America's lost. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ This is the last cowboy song. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ This is the last cowboy song, _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
_ _ [A] The voices sound [G] sad as [A] they're singing _ along, another piece of _ America's [D] lost.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ He rides a _ feedlot and clerks in a market, on weekends selling _ tobacco [A] and beer.
_ _ And his dreams of tomorrow _ surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences [D] weren't here.
_ _ _ He blazed the trail with Lewis and Clark, and _ eyeball to eyeball, oh, I backed [A] down.
_ _ He stood shoulder to shoulder with Travis in Texas, and rode with the seventh when Custer went [D] down.
This _ _ _ is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year _ waltz.
_ [A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, _ another piece of _ America's [D] lost. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us [A] his tale. _ _ _
And Willie and [G] Waylon [A] and me sing about him, and wish to God we could have ridden [D] his trail. _
_ _ _ This is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of _ a hundred [G] year _ waltz.
_ [A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, _ another piece of _ _ [D] America's lost. _
This _ _ is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred year [G] _ _
waltz.
_ [A] The voices [D] sound sad as [A] they're singing along, another piece of _ _ [D] America's lost. _
_ _ _ This is the last cowboy _ song, _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
_ _ [A] The voices sound sad as they're singing along, _ another piece of _ _ [D] America's lost.
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_ _ _ [G] _ _ _
This _ [A] _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ is the last cowboy song, _ _ _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
_ _ [A] The voices sound [Em] sad as [A] they're singing [Em] along, _ [A] another piece of _ [G] _ [A] [D] America's lost. _
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_ _ This is the last cowboy song. _
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