RODEO COLD BEER
Chancey Williams
Album: N/A (single)
Submitted by: Christopher R.

Intro: (C5) (F5) (C5) (F5) x 2

Like (C5) Old West desperadoes we're ridin' like hell down the (F5) highway.
From (C5) Houston to Pendleton, San Juan to old Santa (G5) Fe.
(F5) This (C5) cross 'round my neck keeps me one step ahead of the (F5) devil.
And they're some (C5) sweet conejitas that (G5) keep me from (F5) going in(C5)sane.

   (G5) I've been (F) livin' on rodeo, cold beer, and old Copen(C)hagen. (F) (C) 
   I've (F) traded my soul for some blacktop and white-painted (G) lines.
   (F) (C) Livin' this way well I may never make it to (F) heaven.
   Ah but (C) boys if we're lucky, we'll (G) be in Wyo(F)ming ton(C)ight.

We'll stop off in Moorcroft and sip on some Crook County coffee.
Swing by the home place and say hi to Mama and Dad.
If we have time we might throw down some Crown by the campfire.
Then we'll say our goodbyes and head back down the highway again.

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(Solo)

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   I said (C) boys if we're lucky, we'll (G) be in Wyoming ton(C)ight.