Broken Cowboy

[Intro] Am  E  Am  E

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It's been a long, dark, dirty road
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But a pocket full of gold
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And I've been out here now
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All on my own
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Well it's real quiet here
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Just the way I like it here
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There's no one to bother me
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Except

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In 1955, born into Wadena's pride
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I laid my head on that
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Milligan creek bed
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When I was a young man
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I helped build this land
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Oh I, put down these rails as a CPR 
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man

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Thought I'd live forever
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With my heart in my pocket
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Oh, my gun by my side
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And my feelings in a locket

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Well, that was a cold year in 
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'Seventyseven
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     E
But I married my wife
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We had 2 kids
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I gave her a daughter
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She gave me a son
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And oh, we rode those damn horses 
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until we had none

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Fists still like flyin'
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Doing things for dyin'
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Oh, I should have put that old gun 
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away

[Estribillo]

     F    G             Am
But I, I am a broken cowboy
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And I don't feel right no more
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'Cause I am a broken cowboy

[Solo] Am  F  C  E  Am
       Am  F  C  E  Am

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Livin' life in the fast lane
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Racing cars and robbing trains
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I thought I had it all
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Then one day I got the call
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A father's worst dream
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My son went down and I

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The colors deceive me
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As I see grey
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Oh, you're cutting me down with 
those
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Cold words you're saying
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Then you called me brother
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But this can't be so cause you 
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Slander my name
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anywhere the wind will blow, oh
E  Am


[Estribillo]

F         G             Am
But I, I am a broken cowboy
     F      C             E
And I don't feel right no more
        F  G           Am
'Cause I am a broken cowboy
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Yes, I am a broken cowboy

Am
It's been a long dark dirty road
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But a pocket full of gold
    E
And I've been out here now
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All on my own
Am
Well it's real quiet here
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Just the way I like it here
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There's no one to bother me
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Except that old taunting tree