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Introducción: Am
Am
She wears turquoise and sterling, if it's her choice it's Merle, I'm wearing
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Old fashioned pearl snaps worn years on the ranch
Am
Ahh huh
Am
She likes Dolly and Waylon
C
She could sing for Union Station, and I'm dressing like Wagoner
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Singing like Johnny Cash
Am
Ahh huh
G
Well, I'm a well-placed rhinestone cowboy
C
I go well with the fringe round her waist
And the suede on her feet
G
Yeah, I turn heads at perfs
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'Least the pickup men like my shirts
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But they say "those sure ain't boot cut jeans"
Am
Ahh no, well now
Am
She's from a town called Siloam Springs
She's southern but no belle
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But she sure gets a-ringin' when she gets me in the well
A
Ahh huh
Am
I'm from the evergreen Pinetrees, I'm leather worn well
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Well, the church folk don't like me I'm a sinner from hell
Am
Whoa no
G
Well, I'm a well-placed rhinestone cowboy
C
I go well with the fringe round her waist
And the suede on her feet
G
Yeah, I turn heads at perfs
E7 Am*
'Least the pickup men like my shirts
G* Fmaj* E7*
But they say "those sure ain't boot cut jeans"
Am
Well no, well no
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She's got a voice that'll burn in your blood
Like the poison of a scorpion
Am
Well I'm a well-placed rhinestone cowboy
C
I go well with the fringe round her waist
E7
And the suede on her feet
Am
Yeah, I turn heads at perfs
C
Least the pickup men like my shirts
E7
But they say "those sure ain't boot cut jeans"
Am
Well now
Ohh no
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