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Key: Bb Intro: A Verse 1: A I was made in a field full of stick-tights and thistles A Ready from the jump, like a kettle when it whistles A Hot to the touch, like a two-dollar pistol G D Some things ain't made for holding Chorus: A C A thousand stallions couldn't settle me straight D A A pan handle twister couldn't break this chain C By the power of the desert high sun D A Tie me by the ankles with it, still gon' run A This ain't a snakebit pulpit confession A Coyote colors don't change A D Asking me to hang up my reckless A G A D Is like praying for rain in Texas
Verse 2: A Go and tire out your knees, fold your hands, keep waiting D Still slim to none, a fool's bet if you make it A Don't shed a tear, that's water that you're wasting G D Some things ain't made for holding Chorus: A C A thousand stallions couldn't settle me straight D A A pan handle twister couldn't break this chain C By the power of the desert high sun D A Tie me by the ankles with it, still gon' run A This ain't a snakebit pulpit confession A Coyote colors don't change A D Asking me to hang up my reckless A G A C Is like praying for rain in Texas Post-Chorus: D Oh-oh, oh A C D In Texas, nah Chorus: A C A thousand stallions couldn't settle me straight D A A pan handle twister couldn't break this chain C By the power of the desert high sun D A Tie me by the ankles with it, still gon' run A This ain't a snakebit pulpit confession D A Coyote colors don't change D Asking me to hang up my reckless A G A C Is like praying for rain in Texas Outro: D Oh-oh, oh A C D In Texas, nah A In Texas
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