D                                        A
I was born and raised in the red clay hills of Texas
                                               D
In the land where the grass gets only beer can tall
                                             G
Thatās where I learned to cuss and fight and chew Brown Mule Tobacco
Em                                   A
Fix windmills Īfore I was five years old
G                                   D
I rode every head of stock from the Gulf to Kansas City
                              A
Runninā wild is all Iāve ever known
         G                                   D
But this cowboyās got a weakness for Tight Levis and Yellow Ribbons
             G                  A              D
And thereās somethinā Ībout Īem I canāt leave alone


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        G                A            D
Tight Levis and Yellow Ribbons make a cowboy swim a river
       G                 A                D
That before he jumps, he knows is way too wide
            G                 A          D
And theyāll make him throw a saddle on a bronc heās never seen
    G                  A              D
And one he knows heāll never break to ride


  D                                 A
I met her at a rodeo in Douglas, Arizona
                                        D
Iād drawn the rankest horse a man could draw

Well, I rode him tall and spurred him high
    G
And when I made the whistle
    A
The crowd went wild but she was all I saw
     G                               D
That night we had a beer or two with friends of mine from Dallas
                                         D
She smiled and said she loved the Texas drawl
      G                           D
And I felt like Roy Rogers did in all those cowboy movies
     G            A             G      A        D
ĪCuz I became the hero, got the money, girl and all


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