Chords
Them Bareback Horses

Key: C

Introduction:

           C 
Them bareback horses are the only thing
           F 
They make your back hurt they make your bell ring
                 G7 
They're hard on tailbones and they make your neck sore
                                                                                       C 
But when it's all over you're craving some more
Well you drive down the road in a broke down car
         F 
You stop in some town you wonder where in the hell you are
         G7 
You get yourself a road map and head out once again
                                                                                                         C 
With only enough for fees so you'd damn sure better win
         F                                                                     C 
You finally make the pitchin' with your entry fees all paid
                 G7                                                 C 
You get on another snatcher and he flings you away
               C                                                     F 
So you head to town broken hearted lookin' for a chance
       G7                                                                               C 
To get a little drunk and find some girl and dance
                                                                       F 
Well you meet a little girl at the bar all alone
         G7                                                                                         C 
You whoop some words on her to get her to take you home
                                                                     F 
But she's got a big boyfriend who just came from the can
                         G7                                                                               C 
And he says move on there buddy cause he's her lovin' man
                 F                                                               C 
So you climb back in your car after your little bitty fight
               G7 
You're drunk and broken hearted
                   C 
And it's twelve o'clock at night
                                                                   F 
And you ain't got a dime in your old blue jeans
         G7 
But by god you got a half a tank of gas
                                             C 
And a can of pork and beans
 F 
You write a hot check to pay your fees once again
         G7                                                                           C 
You got yourself a good one so you ought to win
                                                                       F 
The horse is standin' in the chute then he bucks around
         G7                                                                               C 
The whistle blows then you're standin' on the ground
         F                                                                       C 
The judges total their markings and they tally up the score
                       G7                                           C 
And you're beatin' everybody by at least ten points or more
                                                                           F 
So you climb back in your car with a pocket full of cash
               G7                                                                             C 
A good feelin' in your heart and a tank full of gas
                                                                                         F 
But boys the day finally comes when you get old and grey
         G7                                                                       C 
You gotta hang your spurs up and put your riggin' away
                                                   F 
You look back now with a wantin' eye
         G7                                                                     C 
But brother it's all gone so you sit and cry