G C Let's have a hand for that young cowboy G And wish him better luck next time D7 I hope we'll see him up in Fargo G Or somewhere farther down the line C This time he sure drew a bad one G One that nobody could ride D7 By the way he pulled his hat on G You know he'd be there for the fight
C And it's the classic contradiction G The unavoidable affliction D7 And it don't take much to predict son G The way it always goes C Cause one day she'll say she loves you G And the next she'll be tired of you D7 And push'll always come to shove you G On that midnight rodeo C He almost made it to the buzzer G Somehow he gave up in the end D7 He put one hand around the other G And let that pick up man on in C It was his last chance to ride it G Now he'll have to move along D7 But he knows back in his mind that G He won't be away for long