G C/B C Am D2 D D2 G [Verse 1]D2 D C G A single town county, a hundred horse townD2 D C D The rodeo rides away, then comes back aroundG C/B C G The fiddler was shorted tho he played CherokeeC D That’s a warning for to a white boy like me [Chorus]G C/B C All I see now are fencesAm The cards turn a profitD G But their people are goneG C/B These old holes in the highwayC A Are so brutal on bonesD D2 You don’t dance with who brought youD G It’s a lonesome walk homeContinúa después del anuncio[Verse 2]D2 D C G Can I catch a ride sir, if you’re goin’ this wayD2 D C D I forgot what would all the Protestants sayG C/B C G She was there for the takin’, there were promises madeC D The small pox and whiskey, were a mighty bad trade [Chorus]G C/B C All I see now are fencesAm The cards turn a profitD G But their people are goneG C/B These old holes in the highwayC A Are so brutal on bonesD D2 You don’t dance with who brought youD G It’s a lonesome walk home [Instrumental] G C/B Am D2 D D2 G (x2) [Bridge]D C G The tables are turned into dried up remainsC D Since the storm from the east, blew across the Plains [Chorus]G C/B C All I see now are fencesAm The casinos turn the profitD G But their people are goneG C/B These old holes in the highwayC A Are so brutal on bonesD D2 You don’t dance with who brought youD G It’s a lonesome walk homeD D2 You don’t dance with who brought youD G It’s a lonesome walk home
Fences
Jason Boland
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