Tom: C
Introdução: Dm Am Dm Am G
C
Three thousand head
F Am
Drowned or nearly dead
F C G
We watched the winter thaw pull them down the draw
C
We pushed on through
F Am
No sake for steer or crew
F C
Lost the herd to the crossing
G Am
We had to cut 'em loose
C
Our bodys froze
F Am
There was stiffness in our clothes
F C Am G
No feeling in our fingertips, numbness in our toes
C
We all mourned
F Am
In suffering and sorrow
F C
With contempt for tomorrow
G Am
For the losses we had known
F C G
I'll never forget all of those cowboy days
F C Am G
But the older I get I realize some things just don't pay
F
But there's always dues
Am
You win some and you lose
C
Two hundred feet
F Am
twenty deep
F C G
We tested the make of every man
C
We held on tight
F Am
Wasn't nothing we could do
F C
We just kept on riding
G Am
Until we were black and blue
F C G
I'll never forget all of those cowboy days
F C Am G
But the older I get I realize some things just don't pay
F
But there's always dues
Am
You win some and you lose