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TO BE A COOL

KID ALL YOU HAVE

TO DO IS COME ALONG

COOL KID’S LUNCH

RAWHIDE!!(w/m,Dimitri,Thomkin,&,Ned,Washington,–,1959)!!!!(Am)Rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin’,!!Rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin,!!Rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin’,!…..!Rawhide!!!!!Keep!(Am)rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin’,!!(C)though!the!streams!are!swollen,!!(Am)keep!them!doggies!rolling,!(C)rawhide.!!Through!(Am)rain!and!wind!and!!!weather,!(G7)hellAbent!for!(Am)leather,!!(G)wishing!my!(F)gal!were!by!my!(E7)side.!!(Am)All!the!things!I’m!missin’,!!Good!(G7)vittles,!love,!and!(Am)kissin’,!!Are!(Dm)waitin’!at!the!end!of!my!(Am)ride.!!!!(Am)Move!‘em!on,!head!‘em!up,!!head!‘em!up,!move!‘em!on,!!move!‘em!on,!head!!‘em!up,!raw(E7)hide.!!(Am)Cut!‘em!out,!ride!‘em!in,!!Ride!‘em!in,!let!‘em!out,!!Cut!‘em!out,!ride!‘em!(E7)in,!raw(Am)hide.!!!!(Am)Rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin’,!!Rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin,!!Rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin’,!…..!Rawhide!!!!!!

!!!Keep!(Am)movin’,!movin’,!movin’,!!(C)though!they’re!disapprovin’.!!(Am)Keep!those!doggies!movin’,!(C)rawhide.!!Don’t!(Am)try!to!understand!‘em,!!Just!(G7)rope,!throw,!and(Am)brand!‘em.!!(G)Soon!we’ll!be!(F)livin’!high!and!(E7)wide.!!(Am)My!heart’s!calculatin’!!my!(G7)true!love!will!be!(Am)waitin’,!!be!(Dm)waitin’!at!the!end!of!my!(Am)ride.!!!!(Am)Move!‘em!on,!head!‘em!up,!!head!‘em!up,!move!‘em!on,!!move!‘em!on,!head!!‘em!up,!raw(E7)hide.!!(Am)Cut!‘em!out,!ride!‘em!in,!!Ride!‘em!in,!let!‘em!out,!!Cut!‘em!out,!ride!‘em!(E7)in,!!raw(Am)hide.!!(E7)Raw(Am)hide!!!!!(Am)So!keep!on!rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin’,!!Rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin,!!Rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin’,!…..!Rawhide!!!(Am)Keep!on!rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin’,!!Rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin,!!Rollin’,!rollin’,!rollin’,(E7)Raw!(Am)hide!!

Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys recorded by Willie Nelson written by Ed and Patsy Bruce

C F Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys G7 Don't let them pick guitars and drive in old trucks C Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such F Mammas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys G7 They'll never stay home and they're always alone C Even with someone they love F Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold G7 C And they'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold Lone Star belt buckles and old faded Levis F And each night begins a new day G7 And if you don't understand him and he don't die young C He'll probably just ride away Repeat #1 F A cowboy loves smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings G7 C Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night Them that don't know him won't like him F And them that do sometimes won't know how to take him G7 He's not wrong he's just different and his pride won't let him C Do things to make you think he's right

Rhinestone Cowboy - Glen Campbell 1975 (Larry Weiss) Intro C F C I've been walkin' these streets so long Singin' the same old song G I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway F Where hustle's the name of the game C F C And nice guys get washed away like the snow and the rain G There's been a load of compromisin' F C On the road to my horizon F D F G But I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me F G C F C Like a rhinestone cowboy Cmaj7 F G Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo F G C F C Like a rhinestone cowboy Cmaj7 F G Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know F C G7 And offers comin' over the phone C Well, I really don't mind the rain And a smile can hide all the pain G But you're down when you're ridin' the train that's takin' the long way F And I dream of the things I'll do C F C With a subway token and a dollar tucked inside my shoe G There's been a load of compromisin' F C On the road to my horizon F D F G But I'm gonna be where the lights are shinin' on me F G C F C Like a rhinestone cowboy Cmaj7 F G Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo

(Rhinestone Cowboy – page 2) F G C F C Like a rhinestone cowboy Cmaj7 F G Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know F C G7 And offers comin' over the phone F G C F C Like a rhinestone cowboy Cmaj7 F G Riding out on a horse in a star-spangled rodeo F G C F C Like a rhinestone cowboy Cmaj7 F G Getting cards and letters from people I don't even know . . . F C F C And offers comin’ over the phone . . . . http://sites.google.com/site/guitarmusicchordsandlyrics/

Wanted'Dead'or'Alive' ' '1'

Wanted Dead Or Alive by Bon Jovi D C G It's all the same, only the names will change C G F D And every day, it seems we're wasting away D C G Another place, where the faces are so cold C G F D I'd drive all night, just to get back home CHORUS: C G F D I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride C G F D I'm wanted, dead or alive C G F D Wanted, dead or alive D C G Sometimes I sleep, sometimes is not for days C G F D and people I meet, always go their separate ways D C G Sometimes you tell the day, by the bottle that you drink C G F D And times when you’re alone, and all you do is think CHORUS: C G F D I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride C G F D I'm wanted, dead or alive C G F D Wanted, dead or alive SOLO: C G F D Ooooh and I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride C F D I'm wanted (wanted), dead or alive D C G And I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back

Wanted'Dead'or'Alive' ' '2'

C G F D I play for keeps, 'cause I might not make it back D C G I been every where, still I'm standing tall C G F D I've seen a million faces, and I've rock them all C G F D 'Cause I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride C G F D I'm wanted (wanted), dead or alive C G F D Well I'm a cowboy, I got the night on my side C G F D I'm Wanted (wanted), dead or alive C G C G Dead or Alive, Dead or alive C G F D Dead or alive, I still ride (still ride) C G C G Dead or alive, Dead or alive C G C G Dead or alive, dead or alive C G Dead or alive, Dead or alive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !

Friends In Low Places Recorded by Garth Brooks

G Blame it all on my roots, I showed up in boots Am And ruined your black tie affair D7 The last one to know, the last one to show G I was the last one you thought you'd see there And I saw the surprise, and the fear in his eyes Am When I took his glass of champagne D7 I toasted you, said honey we may be through But you'll never hear me complain G Cause I got friends in low places Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases Am D7 My blues away, and I'll be okay G I'm not big on social graces I think I'll slip on down to the oasis Am D7 G Cause I've got friends in low places

Well I guess I was wrong, I just don't belong Am

But then I've been there before D7 Everything's all right, I'll just say goodnight G And I'll show myself to the door Hey I didn't mean, to cause a big scene Am Just give me an hour and then D7 I'll be as high, as that ivory tower That you're livin’ in

Chorus

Well I guess I was wrong, I just don't belong Am But then I've been there before D7 Everything's all right, I'll just say goodnight G And I'll show myself to the door

I didn't mean, to cause a big scene

Just wait 'til I finish this glass

Then sweet little lady

I'll head back to the bar

And you can

Kiss my ass!

Amarillo By Morning George Strait Chords F#m G#m

Intro D F#m G A (2 times) D F#m G D Amarillo by morning, up from San Antone D F#m G A Everything that I got is just what I got on G A When that sun is high in that Texas sky D A G I'll be bucking it at the county fair D A G A D F#m A Amarillo by morning, Amarillo, I'll be there D F#m G D They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Santa Fe D F#m G A Lost my wife and a girlfriend somewhere along the way G A Well I'll be looking for eight when they pull that gate D A G and I'm hoping that the judge ain't blind D A G A D Amarillo by morning, Amarillo on my mind D F#m G A (Key change to E) E G#m A E Amarillo by morning, up from San Antone E G#m A B7 Everything that I got is just what I got on A B7 I ain't got a dime, but what I got is mine. E B7 A I ain't rich, but Lord I'm free. E B7 A B7 E A B7 Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's where I'll be. E B7 A B7 Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's where I'll be.

Home On The Range

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D D7 G Gm D E7 A7Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam, where the deer and the antelope play D D7 G Gm D A7 DWhere seldom is heard a discouraging word, and the skies are not cloudy all day.D A7 D Bm E7 A7Home, home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play D D7 G Gm D A7 DWhere seldom is heard a discouraging word, and the skies are not cloudy all day.

D D7 G Gm D E7 A7Oh, give me a land where the bright diamond sand flows leisurely down the clear stream; D D7 G Gm D A7 DWhere the graceful white swan goes gliding a-long like a maid in a heavenly dream.D A7 D Bm E7 A7Home, home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play D D7 G Gm D A7 DWhere seldom is heard a discouraging word, and the skies are not cloudy all day.

D D7 G Gm D E7 A7How often at night when the heavens are bright with the light of the glittering stars D D7 G Gm D A7 DHave I stood there a-mazed and asked as I gazed if their glory ex-ceeds that of ours.D A7 D Bm E7 A7Home, home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play D D7 G Gm D A7 DWhere seldom is heard a discouraging word, and the skies are not cloudy all day.

D D7 G Gm D E7 A7Where the air is so pure and the zephyrs so free, and the breezes so balmy and light D D7 G Gm D A7 DThat I would not ex-change my home on the range for all of the cities so bright.D A7 D Bm E7 A7Home, home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play D D7 G Gm D A7 DWhere seldom is heard a discouraging word, and the skies are not cloudy all day

RED RIVER VALLEY 4/4 1234 12

From this valley they say you are going

We will miss your bright eyes and sweet smile

For they say you are taking the sunshine

That has brightened our pathways awhile

CHORUS:

Come and sit by my side, if you love me. Do not hasten to bid me adieu

Just remember the Red River Valley and the cowboy who loved you so true.

I’ve been thinking a long time, my darling

Of the sweet words you never would say

Now, alas, must my fond hopes all vanish

For they say you are going away.

CHORUS

Della and the Dealer Hoyt Axton Intro: E7 A (…never said a mumblin' word) A D It was Della and the Dealer and a dog named Jake and a cat named Kalamazoo. C F D A Left the city in a pick-up truck. Gonna make some dreams come true. D Well they rolled out west where the wild sun sets and the coyote bays at the moon. C F D A Della and the Dealer and a dog named Jake and a cat named Kalamazoo. A Chorus: If that cat could talk what tales he'd tell E7 About Della and the Dealer and the dog as well A But the cat was cool and he never said a mumblin' word. A D Down Tucson way there's an old café where they play a little cowboy tune. C F D A The guitar picker was a friend of mine by the name of Randy Boone. D Well Randy played her a sweet love song and Della got a fire in her eye. C F D A The Dealer had a gun and the dog had a knife and the cat had a shot of rye. CHORUS A D Well the Dealer was a killer; he was evil and mean and he was jealous of the fire in her eye. C F D A He snorted his coke through a century note and he swore that Boone would die. D Well the stage was set when the lights went out. There was death in Tucson town. C F D A Bodies ran for the bar back door, but one stayed on the ground. CHORUS A D Two bodies ran from the bar that night and a dog and a cat ran too. C F D A The tires got hot on the pickup truck, as down the road they flew. D It was Della and her lover and a dog named Jake and a cat named Kalamazoo. C F D A Left Tucson in a pickup truck. Gonna make some dreams come true. CHORUS

Don’t Fence Me In - Roy Rogers!Oh, give me [D] land, lots of land, under starry skies aboveDon't fence me [A7] in Let me ride through that wide open country that I loveDon't fence me [D] in !Let me be by myself in the [D7] evenin' breezeAn' [G] listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees[D] Send me off forever but I [B7] ask you [Gm] please [E7] Don't [A7] fence me [D] in !Just turn me [G] loose, let me straddle my old saddleUnderneath the western [D] skiesOn my ca[G]yuse, let me wander over yonder‘Till I see the mountains [D] rise [A7] !I want to [D] ride to the ridge where the [D7] west commencesAn' [G] gaze at the moon till I lose my sensesI [D] can't look at hobbles an' I [B7] can't stand [Gm] fences[E7] Don't [A7] fence me [D] in !Repeat

Written by Cole Porter this song was used in shows, movies and television by all the singing cowboys of the 40’s and 50’s.

Happy [C] trails to you, un[Am/C]til we [A7/C#] meet a[G7]gain.Happy trails to you, keep [G7sus2] smilin' [G7] until [C] then.Who [C7] cares about the clouds when we're to[F]gether?Just [A] sing a song and bring the sunny [D7] wea[G]ther.Happy [C] trails to [A7] you, 'till we [Dm] meet [G7] a[C]gain.

Repeat

Happy Trails - Dale Evans Rogers

Roy Rogers and Dale Evans theme song.