Sin Nombre

Em
Rode hard and put up wet
C
I aimed down, but I can't get up 
yeah
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It's a long ride back to the way I
      Em     D
 want to feel
Em
Sundown across the plain
C
I've been sore before, I'll be sore 
again
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No place to hide to keep from 
     Em  D
running

Em
Laid down in a cottonwood hallow
C
I left the trail, no man could 
follow
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Is it safe to rest my head again 
         Em  D
till morning?
Em
Cracked throat and my canteen's dry
C
And rain don't fall from an empty 
sky
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So I'll whisper Hail Marys till 
    Em      D
the sun comes up

          C
Now don't tell me that part of the 
story when
    G               D
The cowboy falls in love
          C
When it's raining in his pistol
        G               D
And his saddle, and the stars above

         G                D
When the candle's burnin' down
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         G              C
And when midnight comes around
            G                D
Now all the best that we can hope 
for
           C
Is to be laughing when we finally 
hit the ground

Em
Rode hard and come down tired
C
Stripped from the saddle when the 
eye of the fire
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And deep in dreams of women in 
   Em  D
clean water
Em
And I did before what I'll do again
C
So forgive me father if I have 
sinned
D                          Em     
But the old wood cracks, before it 
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bends

          C
Now don't tell me that part of the 
story when
    G               D
The cowboy falls in love
          C
When it's raining in his pistol
        G               D
And his saddle, and the stars above

         G               D
When the candle's burnin down
         G              C
And when midnight comes around
            G                D
Now all the best that we can hope 
for
           C
Is to be laughing when we finally 
hit the ground

Solo

          C
Now don't tell me that part of the 
story when
    G               D
The cowboy falls in love
          C
When it's raining in his pistol
        G               D
And his saddle, and the stars above

         G               D
When the candle's burnin down
         G              C
And when midnight comes around
            G                D
Now all the best that we can hope 
for
           C
Is to be laughing when we finally 
hit yeah

         G               D
When the candle's burnin down
         G              C
And when midnight comes around
            G                D
Now all the best that we can hope 
for
           C
Is to be laughing when we finally 
hit the ground

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