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[Verse]

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Good ol' boys, these days are rare
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Covered up by television set's on air
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With some paper to read, some lady to write
          D                           D
You can't get the same feeling, under camera's and light's
         A                         A
You cant talk for me, if you ain't from my town
       A                    A
I know every black mark, or boy and gal
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And that glitter and glam, ain't impressing nobody
       D                         D
Like a small town boy, trying to be somebody

[Chorus]
      A                            A
Where sky blue eye's like a cowboy movie
      C#m                       C#m
Where John Wayne and trucks, ashtray and a doobie
        F#m                   F#m
And the saddle done turned to dusty bench seats
        D                         D
And the reins are the five speeds at our feet
         A                           A
And that gallop turned to gallons as time passed by
                    C#m                        C#m
That dont mean that we ain't around,  we still down to ride
     F#m                F#m                          D
Real country boy's, got story's, and a past to prove it
     D               A       A    A    A
Like stars in cowboy movies

[Verse]

      A                      A
These woods and a six gun is how I feel
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A twenty two heritage and some rolling hills
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But just over that bluff, is an enemy of mine
   D                             D
No scars on our hands, and we're right in line
             A                             A
And when the lonesome dove rolls in with a dozen white rose's
C#m                            C#m
Brought to life in a town in neon and music
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They pull the gun cause they know I ain't playin'
       D
I came alone, hammer cocked like an ol'
N.C.
Lone Ranger

[Chorus]

      A                     A
Where sky blue eye's like a cowboy movie
      C#m                       C#m
Where John Wayne and trucks, ashtrays and a doobie
        F#m                   F#m
And the saddle done turned to dusty bench seats
        D                         D
And the reins are the five speeds at our feet
         A                           A
And that gallop turned to gallons as time passed by
                    C#m                       C#m
That dont mean that we ain't around, we still down to ride
     F#m7               F#m7                         D
Real country boy's, got story's, and a past to prove it
     D               A
Like stars in cowboy movies

[Verse]
                 A                   Am
If Music row was old saloon's, ya'll drunk
                      A
But hell I guess that I'm drunk too
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But when the bronco kick's, some ol' boys run
     D                        E        A
Some stick to the man, like a cowboy's go
A           C#m          C#m            F#m
Ooooohhhhh, oohhh like a cowboy's gone
   F#m             D   D
Oooohhhhh, ooooohhhhh

[Chorus]

      A                     A
Where sky blue eye's like a cowboy movie
           C#m               C#m
Where John Wayne in a truck, ashtray and a doobie
        F#m                   F#m
And the saddle done turned to old bench seats
        D                         D
And the reins are the five speeds at our feet
         A                           A
And that gallop turned to gallons as time passed by
          C#m                            C#m
That dont mean that we ain't around,  we still down to ride
     F#m                F#m                       D
Real country boy's, got story's, and we can prove it
     D               A
Like stars in cowboy movies

[Outro]

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