Northern Cowboy
Dougie Maclean
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G D He just rode in from AberdeenAm C He's got money in his pockets And blisters like you've never everD seenG Don't let him fool you with theD storiesG D Of all the money he has madeAm I've been looking along theC north-east coastline And those cowboys have already dugD its grave [Chorus] G (strike) D Look here comes a northern cowboyG D He just rode in from AberdeenAm C He's got money in his pockets And blisters like you've never everD seenG Don't let him fool you with theD storiesG D Of all the money he has madeAm I've been looking along theC north-east coastline And those cowboys have already dugD its grave [Verse]G D There was a time when we were happyG With the simple pleasures that weD knewAm C And then one day it started rainingD And a very ugly storm began to brewContinúa después del anuncioG D It wasn't long before we noticedG That the people had a fever inD their eyesAm They were taking all the thingsC they'd been preserving And going out and throwing them upD into the skies [Chorus] G (strike) D Look here comes a northern cowboyG D He just rode in from AberdeenAm C He's got money in his pockets And blisters like you've never everD seenG Don't let him fool you with theD storiesG D Of all the money he has madeAm I've been looking along theC north-east coastline And those cowboys have already dugD its grave [Verse]G D Once the money started movingG D The fever spread from door to doorAm And all the young girls startedC sellingD Something they had never sold beforeG D The people spun around in circlesG D Confusion cluttering their mindsAm Their lives were being drawn fromC them By bastards of a hundred differentD kinds [Chorus] G (strike) D Look here comes a northern cowboyG D He just rode in from AberdeenAm C He's got money in his pockets And blisters like you've never everD seenG Don't let him fool you with theD storiesG D Of all the money he has madeAm I've been looking along theC north-east coastline And those cowboys have already dugD its grave [Verse]G D So come all ye northern cowboysG D Get back down here upon the farmAm C Leave the salt wind to the sailorsD Leave the North Sea to the stormG D And one day when it's all overG And you're hanging up your saddlesD and your gunsAm You'll look around thisC oil-stained country And you'll wish to Christ it neverD had begun