Chords for The Last Cowboy Song ~ Ed Bruce
Tempo:
74.9 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
G
E
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing [E] along, another [A] piece of America's [A] lost.
[D] He rides a feedlot and clerks in a market, on weekends selling tobacco and beer.
And his dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences 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 [D] is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred year [G] waltz.
The [A] voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of America's lost.
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us his [A] tale.
And Willie and [Em] Waylon 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 [G] hundred 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 [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound [E] sad as 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] [A]
[D] This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing [Em] along, [A] another piece of [D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing [E] along, another [A] piece of America's [A] lost.
[D] He rides a feedlot and clerks in a market, on weekends selling tobacco and beer.
And his dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences 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 [D] is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred year [G] waltz.
The [A] voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of America's lost.
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us his [A] tale.
And Willie and [Em] Waylon 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 [G] hundred 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 [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound [E] sad as 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] [A]
[D] This is the last cowboy song, the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing [Em] along, [A] another piece of [D] America's lost.
This is the last cowboy song.
Key:
A
D
G
E
Em
A
D
G
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This is the last cowboy song, _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz. _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing [E] along, another [A] piece of _ America's [A] lost. _
[D] _ _ _ _ He rides a feedlot and clerks in a market, on weekends selling tobacco and beer.
And his dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences 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 _ [D] is the last cowboy song, _ _ the end of a hundred year [G] waltz.
_ The [A] voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of America's lost. _ _ _ _ _ _
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us his [A] tale.
_ _ And Willie and [Em] Waylon 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 [G] hundred 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 [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound [E] sad as 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] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ This is the last cowboy song, _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
_ [A] The voices sound sad as they're singing [Em] along, [A] another piece of _ [D] America's lost. _ _ _ _ _
This is the last cowboy song. _ _
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This is the last cowboy song, _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz. _
[A] The voices sound sad as they're singing [E] along, another [A] piece of _ America's [A] lost. _
[D] _ _ _ _ He rides a feedlot and clerks in a market, on weekends selling tobacco and beer.
And his dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences, but he'll dream tonight of when fences 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 _ [D] is the last cowboy song, _ _ the end of a hundred year [G] waltz.
_ The [A] voices sound sad as they're singing along, another piece of America's lost. _ _ _ _ _ _
Remington showed us how he looked on canvas, and Louis L'Amour has told us his [A] tale.
_ _ And Willie and [Em] Waylon 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 [G] hundred 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 [G] year waltz.
[A] The voices sound [E] sad as 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] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ This is the last cowboy song, _ the end of a hundred [G] year waltz.
_ [A] The voices sound sad as they're singing [Em] along, [A] another piece of _ [D] America's lost. _ _ _ _ _
This is the last cowboy song. _ _
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