G Em Am D
[Verse 1]
G Em G Em
I'm sittin' in a city filled with people cars and smoke
G Em C D
The walls are closin' in on me my heart's about to choke
Em D C D
The world becomes a foggy dream and I no longer see
Em D C D
The dirty concrete canyons where I have come to be
G Em C D G
Cause a cowboy rides the mountains and the draws inside my mind
Em C D G
With his Buckskin underneath him and his pockets full of time
[Chorus]
Em G D C D
And I can hear his spurs a jinglin' the chimes of his slappin' tack
Em D C D
As his horse lopes up a ridge with the moon light on his back
G Em C D G
He rides into a barren country not meant for him alone
Em C D G
For a lovin' dark haired lady waits for her cowboy to come home
[Interlude]
Em Am D
[Verse 2]
G Em G Em
Well his hat was made in Texas and his chaps are bat wing style
G Em C D
His saddles made by Hauser he rides it all the while
Em D C D
It glistens with silver conches tap adores for his feet
Em D C D
He's got a chew of Copenhagen tucked inside his cheek
G Em C D G
In fact the only thing that saves me here from goin' plumb insane
Em C D G
Is that cowboy bound in leather down in the coolies in my brain
[Chorus]
Em G D C D
And I can hear his spurs a jinglin' the chimes of his slappin' tack
Em D C D
As his horse lopes up a ridge with the moon light on his back
G Em C D G
He rides into a barren country not meant for him alone
Em C D G
For a lovin' dark haired lady waits for her cowboy to come home
