Janine

A
From dusk 'til dawn she's high in 
the saddle,

Out back stock camp cutting out 
cattle.
E
Crack of the stock whip, her hat's 
down low,
            A
Gives 'em a run for their money at 
the rodeo.

  A7
Janine, baby where've you been?
  D7                          
Janine, you're every cowhand's 
 A
dream.
E9
Hotter than a bushfire,
                       A
Cooler than a mountain stream.

     A
Well Davey got drunk and he put it 
on her,

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She socked him in the kisser, and 
Davey was a goner.
    E
The boys all cheered when she laid 
him out flat,
    A
Now whatcha gonna do with a girl 
like that?

  A7
Janine, baby where've you been?
  D7                          
Janine, you're every cowhand's 
 A
dream.
E9
Hotter than a bushfire,
                       A
Cooler than a mountain stream.

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    A
Now some might say that Janine ain't
 so pretty,

A little too tough and a little too 
gritty.
        E
But she holds her own, let's make 
one thing clear,
A
That's the kind of woman that we 
love around here.

  A7
Janine, baby where've you been?
  D7                          
Janine, you're every cowhand's 
 A
dream.
E9                                
Hotter than a bushfire, cooler 
             A
than a mountain stream.
E9                                
Nobody does it, does it like sweet
   A
 Janine.