Concrete Cowboys
By Shooter Jennings
Tabbed By Larry Mofle
3/17/2010

D                            A 
Concrete Cowboys eat granite grits
           A                                       D
They don't always wear hats or sling guns on their hips
D                                        A
But they know a song by the taste on the lips
            A
And he's as lonesome on any given day as the sound of that far away train
        A                            D
That he prays someday will take him away

Lucky Lucinda was a big city girl
Hungerin for country in a rock n roll world
Dice shootin Darren was a sucker for Merle
She saw the hollow look in his eyes and she longed to slide his boots 
Under her bed tonight


Chorus:
G                       A 
You'll never make him a home
    D              G
For he's a ramblin stone
       G                A                       Bm     
Little girl, he can get darker than you've ever known
    G         A     C  B  E
And he always rides alone


Chorus 2:
You're best to leave him alone
For he's a ramblins stone
Little girl, things can get darker than you've ever known
And he always rides alone