Northern Cowboy
Dougie Maclean
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G D He just rode in from AberdeenAm C He's got money in his pocketsD And blisters like you've never ever seenG D Don't let him fool you with the storiesG D Of all the money he has madeAm C I've been looking along the north-east coastlineD And those cowboys have already dug 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 pocketsD And blisters like you've never ever seenG D Don't let him fool you with the storiesG D Of all the money he has madeAm C I've been looking along the north-east coastlineD And those cowboys have already dug its grave [Verse]G D There was a time when we were happyG D With the simple pleasures that we 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 D That the people had a fever in their eyesAm C They were taking all the things they'd been preservingD And going out and throwing them up 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 pocketsD And blisters like you've never ever seenG D Don't let him fool you with the storiesG D Of all the money he has madeAm C I've been looking along the north-east coastlineD And those cowboys have already dug its grave [Verse]G D Once the money started movingG D The fever spread from door to doorAm C And all the young girls started sellingD Something they had never sold beforeG D The people spun around in circlesG D Confusion cluttering their mindsAm C Their lives were being drawn from themD By bastards of a hundred different 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 pocketsD And blisters like you've never ever seenG D Don't let him fool you with the storiesG D Of all the money he has madeAm C I've been looking along the north-east coastlineD And those cowboys have already dug 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 D And you're hanging up your saddles and your gunsAm C You'll look around this oil-stained countryD And you'll wish to Christ it never had begun