Bucking Horse Moon chords by Tom Russell

• Capo on 3rd

Tom Russell - Bucking Horse Moon


CAPO: 3rd Fret



Intro:
G

Verse 1:
                     D                Em          C
Down a one lane road, there’s a dusty fairground
                    G           D          G
Where I learned the bronc trade, I fell in love
                        D              Em       C
With a blue eyed twister and her smoky whisper
              G      D             G
She said they call me the Cimarron Dove

Verse 2:
                       D          Em      C
We’d spool our bedrolls on down together
             G    D                 G
My calloused hands comb through her hair
                     D                  Em          C
She’d stare at a star through an old mesquite tree
               G      D                        G
“See that moon shadow, there’s a bucking horse there”


Chorus:
              Am7            G
Sweet bird of youth, no easy keeper
               Am7     C        D
Flown with the seasons, all too soon
          C                 Bm
Beneath Montana's blue roan sky
         Am       C                    G
Nevada’s starlight and a bucking horse moon


Verse 3:
                   D               Em     C
Our love reeled out like a western movie
               G        D                  G
Down hard worn highways, through the rodeo towns
                     D                 Em      C
Wrapped in her wings, for the midnight flying
                   G   D             G
That bucking horse moon kept shining down


Bridge:
              Em                      Bm
Bucking horse moon on the hood of the truck
                C                     G
She’d smile and say, “That means good luck”
              Em                         Bm
Bucking horse shadow, through the purple sage
              C                    D
We’ll ride forever, our love won’t age


Verse 4:
              G    D             Em        C
But heart and bones are made for breaking
            G    D                 G
The Cimarron Dove’s flown with the wind
                         D             Em    C
Then a bronc in Prescott, rolled on my back
           G   D             G
I’ll never ride rough-stock again


Chorus:
              Am7            G
Sweet bird of youth, no easy keeper
               Am7     C        D
Flown with the seasons, all too soon
          C                 Bm
Beneath Montana's blue roan sky
         Am       C                    G      Am  C  G
Nevada’s starlight and a bucking horse moon


Verse 6:
               D             Em           C
I lost my youth on the dusty fairgrounds
                 G       D               G
I’m an old bronc fighter, long past high noon
                            D               Em          C
But on a haunted night-wind, I can hear her whispering
                G       D                      G     C
As I search the heavens, for the bucking horse moon
            G    D                      G
The Cimarron Dove and the bucking horse moon


Chorus:
              Am7            G
Sweet bird of youth, no easy keeper
               Am7     C        D
Flown with the seasons, all too soon
          C                 Bm
Beneath Montana's blue roan sky
         Am       C                    G      Am  C  G
Nevada’s starlight and a bucking horse moon
        Am     C                    G      Am  C  G
My omen sundown and a bucking horse moon