G Am7
I was thirsty, I was lost, I was hanging on a cross
D7 C G
I was dying to make it back, to Colora-do
G Am7
Bones in a saddle, I was weary from the battle
D7 C G
The path was much too difficult to fo-llow
[Chorus 1]
G C
Come on Utah, get me over that hill
D C G
We got ten more miles, gonna turn that dial and we never coming back again
G C
Come on Utah, race me over that ledge
D C G
I wanna see my son and carry my gun, like a real American
[Break]
G Am7 D7 C G
[Verse 2]
G Am7
The war had come and gone, and all the lost ones had moved on,
D7 C G
They would gather on the hill, to tell a sto-ry
G Am7
Utah! was his name, with a calico mane
D7 C G
He was shot out of a cannon in the mor-ning
G Am7
Well he sauntered to my side, and I fell into his eyes
D7 C G
And in them I saw fire mixed with mu-sic
G Am7
So I climbed up on his back, and we lighted down the track
D7 C G
And I yelled his name out so loud, everybody knew it
[Chorus 2]
G C
I said, Come on Utah, race me over that hill
D C G
Albuquerque, Santa Fe, and on up the Rio Grande
G C
Come on Utah, race me over that hill
D C G
I’m a weary mile, I’m a jealous child, I got sunshine on my skin
[Bridge]
C
But the hill is steep, and my arms are weak
A7
And I’m out of breath and there’s nothing left
C
But this wind at my back, water in my pack
D
And a horse with a will like a cannon
[Break]
G Am7 D7 C G
G Am7 D7 C G
Wooo! Come on Utah!
[Outro]
G Am7
I was thirsty, I was lost, I was hanging on a cross
D7 C G
I was dying to make it back, to Colora-do
