Them Bareback Horses

C
Them bareback horses are the only 
thing
     F
They make your back hurt they make 
your bell ring
        G7
They're hard on tailbones and they 
make your neck sore
But when it's all over you're 
             C
craving some more

[Verse]
Well you drive down the road in a 
broke down car
    F
You stop in some town you wonder 
where in the hell you are
    G7
You get yourself a road map and head
 out once again
With only enough for fees so you'd 
                 C
damn sure better win
    F                              
You finally make the pitchin' with 
     C
your entry fees all paid
        G7                         
You get on another snatcher and he 
C
flings you away
       C                           
So you head to town broken hearted 
F
lookin' for a chance
   G7                              
To get a little drunk and find some
          C
 girl and dance

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[Verse]
Well you meet a little girl at the 
F
bar all alone
    G7                             
You whoop some words on her to get 
                C
her to take you home
But she's got a big boyfriend who 
F
just came from the can
            G7                 
And he says move on there buddy 
                       C
cause he's her lovin' man
        F                          
So you climb back in your car after
      C
 your little bitty fight
       G7
You're drunk and broken hearted
         C
And it's twelve o'clock at night
                                 F
And you ain't got a dime in your old
 blue jeans
    G7
But by god you got a half a tank of 
gas
                      C
And a can of pork and beans

[Verse]
F
You write a hot check to pay your 
fees once again
    G7                             
You got yourself a good one so you 
         C
ought to win
The horse is standin' in the chute 
F
then he bucks around
    G7                       
The whistle blows then you're 
                 C
standin' on the ground
    F                              
The judges total their markings and
      C
 they tally up the score
           G7                      
And you're beatin' everybody by at 
C
least ten points or more
So you climb back in your car with a
 F
 pocket full of cash
       G7                          
A good feelin' in your heart and a 
             C
tank full of gas

[Otro]
But boys the day finally comes when 
        F
you get old and grey
    G7                             
You gotta hang your spurs up and 
       C
put your riggin' away
                         F
You look back now with a wantin' eye
    G7                             
But brother it's all gone so you 
      C
sit and cry