C    Fmaj7  C     Fmaj7  C

[Verse 1]
C                     G                C
He's the loosest dude I've ever been exposed to
C                   G            C
He loves the bottle and a dirty joke
             F
He likes to hang out on the street
         C
And he'd rather fight than eat
         D                          G
And his nose and the women keep him broke
C                    G                C
He's been in every jail from here to Juarez
C                G               C
And every funky old backstreeet saloon
F
He's a victim of his fate
        C
Born a hundred years too late
     D
And sometimes I think
                      G
A hundred years too soon

[Chorus]
        F
He's a outlaw, He's a bum
         C
He's a rounder and then some
                                     G
He's as ornery as a redneck fool can be
C                          F
He ain't ever gonna be no different
        G
He's a damn good cowboy
                               C
And I hope to hell he stays in Tennessee

[Verse 2]
C                 G               C
He didn't finish school or go to college
                  G              C
When he turned 16 he just had to go
           F
And while everyone who did
             C
Was building homes and having kids
        D                      G
He was out West ridin' in some rodeo

        C           G              C
He got busted up in Cheyenne last September
       C              G                 C
And he had to get his hat and pack his trunk
        F
And he came on back to town,
    C
He just kinda hangs around
          D                       G
He's the local hero and the local drunk


[Chorus]
F
He's a outlaw, He's a bum
         C
He's a rounder and then some
                                     G
He's as ornery as a redneck fool can be
C                          F
He ain't ever gonna be no different
        G
He's a damn good cowboy
                               C           A
And I hope to hell he stays in Tennessee

[Verse 3]
D              A             D
You may think he's a little crazy
D                      A              D
And you may think that where he's at's nowhere
     G
And in your righteous sight,
D
You just might be right
     E                                 A
But he damn sure did have fun gettin' there

[Chorus]
G
He's a outlaw, He's a bum
         D
He's a rounder and then some
                                     A
He's as ornery as a redneck fool can be
        D                                   G
And if you don't like him you won't like me either
       A
He's a damn good cowboy
                                  D       D
And I hope to hell he stays in Tennessee