Tono: E
Introducción:
E
He ain’t got much gas left in his pickup truck
A
He’s been sleeping in the back
E
For the past three towns
He’s been buming drinks at the last three bars
A E
And he swears that he’ll catch the next go round
B E
Better hang on cowboy, and don’t hit the ground
A
'Cause no one will save you when you’re down
E
Except the rodeo clowns
B
And your mama but she ain’t nowhere around
A
You might look for a fallen angel
E
But she's nowhere to be found
B E
Till you hang on cowboy and don’t hit the ground
He ain’t got no choice, he better make that ride