A A7 D
Let's have a hand for that young cowboy
A
And wish him better luck next time.
E7
I hope we'll see him up in Fargo
A A7
Or somewhere farther down the line
D
This time he sure drew a bad one
A
One that nobody could ride
E7
By the way he pulled his hat on
A
You know he'd be there for the fight
[Chorus]
A7 D G D
And it's the classic contradiction
A
The unavoidable affliction.
E7
And it don't take much to predict, son
A A7
The way it always goes
D G D
'Cause one day she says she loves you
A
And the next she'll be tired of you
E7
N' push'll always come to shove you
A
On that midnight rodeo
[Instrumental]
A7 D
He almost made it to the buzzer
A
Somehow he gave up in the end
E7
He put one hand around the other
A A7
And let that pick-up man on in
D
It was his last chance to ride it
A
Now he'll have to move along
E7
But he knows back in his mind, that
A
He won't be away for long
[Chorus]
A7 D G D
So let's have a hand for that young cowboy
A
And wish him better luck next time
E7
I hope we'll see him up in Fargo
A
Or somewhere farther down the line