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Night Riders Lament

Tom: D

Introdução:

     D                                         G  
While I was out a ridin'
     D                                              A  
  Grave yard shift, midnight til dawn
          G                                            D  
The moon was as bright as a readin' light
A                                                                         D  
For a letter from an old friend back home.
Chorus
          G  
And he asked me
G                      A                                    D  
Why do you ride for your money?
     G                      A                            D  
Tell me why do you rope for short pay?
                          G                      A  
You ain't gettin' no where
                             D                            G  G/F#Em  
And you're losin' your shaaaaare
                        A                                                              D  
Boy, you must have gone crazy out there.
D                                                                                         G  
He tells me last night I run on to Jenny
             D                                                            A  
She's married and has a good life
                     G                                                                                      D  
Ah you sure missed the track      when you never come back
                                  A                                                    D  
She's the perfect professional's wife.
Chorus
        G  
And she asked me
G                      A                                      D  
Why does he ride for his money?
     G                    A                                    D  
why does he rope for short pay?
                        G                    A  
He ain't gettin' no where
                             D                                 G  G/F#Em  
And he's losin' his                 shaaaaare
          A                                                                 D  
  He must have gone crazy out there.
BRIDGE
          G                              A                 D  
But then they've never seen the Northern Lights
                     G            A                            D  
They've never seen the hawk on the wing
                     G              A                 D                                                    G    G/F#Em  
They've never seen the spring hit the Great Diviiiiide
                     A                                                                      D  
They've never heard ole camp cookie sing.
(INST break just repeat bridge)
D                                                                                 G  
Well, I read up the last of my letter
D                                                                            A  
I tore off the stamp for Black Jim
          G                                                 D  
When Billy rode up to relieve me
                          A                                                         D  
He just looked at my letter and grinned.
SLOW Chorus
        G  
He said now
     G                      A                                      D  
  Why do they ride for their money?
     G                                         A                                    D  
Tell me why do they rope for short pay?
                          G                              A  
They ain't gettin' no where
                             D                                      G    G/F#      Em  
And they're losin' their         shaaaaaare
             A                                                                 D  
Son, they all must be crazy out there.
BRIDGE
                G                    A                 D  
Because they've never seen the Northern Lights
                     G            A                      D  
They've never seen the hawk on the wing
     G                            A                    D                                              G  G/F#Em  
They've never seen the spring hit the Great Divide
                     A                                                 D  
  Ahh- they've never heard ole camp cookie sing.