E A Let's have a hand for that young cowboy A E And wish him better luck next time E B7 And hope we see him up in Fargo B7 E Or somewhere farther down the line E A This time he sure drew a bad one A E One that nobody could ride E B7 But by the way he pulled his hat on B7 E You knew he'd be there for the fight [Chorus] E A D D A And it's the classic contradiction A E The unavoidable affliction E B7 Well it don't take much to predict son B7 E The way it always goes E A D D A 'Cause one day she'll say she loves you A E And the next she'll be tired of you E B7 And push'll always come to shove you B7 E On that midnight rodeo [Verse 2] E A He almost made it to the buzzer A E Somehow he gave up in the end E B7 He put one hand around the other B7 E And let that pickup man on in E A And it was his last chance to ride her A E And now he'll have to move along E B7 But he knows back in his mind that B7 E He won't be away for long [Chorus] E A D D A And it's the classic contradiction A E It's the unavoidable affliction E B7 It don't take much to predict son B7 E The way it always goes E A D D A Because one day she'll say she loves you A E And the next she'll be tired of you E B7 And push'll always come to shove you B7 E On that midnight rodeo [Outro] E A D D A So let's have a hand for that young cowboy A E And wish him better luck next time E B7 And hope we see him up in Fargo B7 E D A E Or somewhere farther down the line