Daydream Cowboy

G Em Am D

[Verse 1]
    G            Em               
I'm sittin' in a city filled with 
G                Em
people cars and smoke
    G                 Em          
The walls are closin' in on me my 
C                D
heart's about to choke
    Em              D             
The world becomes a foggy dream 
  C           D
and I no longer see
    Em             D             
The dirty concrete canyons where 
C              D
I have come to be
        G                Em       
Cause a cowboy rides the mountains
          C       D       G
 and the draws inside my mind
                       Em          
With his Buckskin underneath him 
       C       D       G
and his pockets full of time

[Chorus]
           Em       G       D    
And I can hear his spurs a 
        C                      D
jinglin' the chimes of his slappin' 
tack
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       Em                D        
As his horse lopes up a ridge with
      C                D
 the moon light on his back
          G              Em       
He rides into a barren country not
   C     D       G
 meant for him alone
                          Em       
For a lovin' dark haired lady waits
          C      D       G
 for her cowboy to come home

[Interlude]
Em Am D

[Verse 2]
         G                Em      
Well his hat was made in Texas and
       G                 Em
 his chaps are bat wing style
     G               Em         C
His saddles made by Hauser he 
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rides it all the while
      Em                 D        
It glistens with silver conches 
   C              D
tap adores for his feet
      Em            D          C 
He's got a chew of Copenhagen 
                D
tucked inside his cheek
             G               Em   
In fact the only thing that saves 
              C      D     G
me here from goin' plumb insane
                         Em        
Is that cowboy bound in leather 
          C       D     G
down in the coolies in my brain

[Chorus]
           Em       G       D    
And I can hear his spurs a 
        C                      D
jinglin' the chimes of his slappin' 
tack
       Em                D        
As his horse lopes up a ridge with
      C                D
 the moon light on his back
          G              Em       
He rides into a barren country not
   C     D       G
 meant for him alone
                          Em       
For a lovin' dark haired lady waits
          C      D       G
 for her cowboy to come home