Chorus:
And that lonesome coyote’s a howlin’ on the prairie
And that big Wyoming moon is shinnin’ down
Well it’s Saturday night and you know its customary
For a wild and wooly cowboy to ride to town

Second Verse:
Well I just got paid and my pockets are full of money
I can’t stand no more I can’t wait another day
I got to ride to town I gotta see my little green eyed honey
We’re going to dance and romance and love the night away

C shape chord is Eb, G is a Bb, D7 is a F7, G7 is Bb7, Fm is Ab.
I’m not so sure about some of these, so please let me know the right
ones so I can fix this, thank you.

1st verse

I was snappin’ out broncs at the Old Flying U

At forty a month, a plum good buckaroo

Well, the boss comes around and he says,”Hey, my lad,

Well you look pretty good ridin’ horses that’s bad.”

You see, I ain’t got no more outlaws to break,

But I’ll buy you a ticket, and I’ll give you a stake

At ridin’ them bad one’s well you ain’t so slow

And you might do some good at the big rodeo.

2nd verse

While they’re a puttin’ the bull in the chute,

I’m strappin’ my spurs to the heels of my boots

I looks that bull over and to my surprise
Well, he’s a foot and a half in between his two eye’s.

On top of his shoulders he’s got a big hump

I cinches my riggin’ just back of that lump
I lands in his middle and I lets out a scream
He comes out with a beller and the rest is a dream.

3rd verse

Well, he jumps to the left, and he lands toward the right

But I ain’t no greenhorn – I’m still sitting tight

The dust starts to foggin’ right out of his skin

He’s a wavin’ them horns right under my chin.

At sunnin’ his belly he couldn’t be beat

He’s a showin’ the buzzards the soles of his feet

He’s a dippin’ so low that my boots fill with dirt

He’s a makin’ a whip of the tail of my shirt.

4th verse

He’s a snappin’ the buttons right off of my clothes

He’s a buckin’ and a bawling and a blowin’ his nose

The crowd starts to cheerin’ both me and that bull

Well, he needed no help,but I had my hands full.
Then went to fence rowin’ and a weavin’ behind
My head went to poppin’ – I sorta went blind

He starts in high divin’- I lets out a groan

We went up together, but he come back alone.

5th verse

Up high I turns over and below I can see

He’s a pawin’ up dirt just a waitin’ for me

I can picture a grave and a big slab of wood

Sayin’ ” Here lies a twister who thought he was good.”

I notices somethin’ don’t seem can be true

But the brand on his hip was a big Flyin’ U

When I landed he charged, but I got enough sense

I out run that old bull to the hole in the fence.

Tag

I dives through that hole and I want you to know

I ain’t goin’ back to no big rodeo

At a straddlin’ them brahmas you can bet I’m all through
So I’m sore footin’ it back to the old Flyin’ U.

I hope this helps someone and I hope someone can help me.

The Bull Rider by Chris LeDoux

I was sittin’ in bar room one rainy afternoon
Tellin’ stories about rodeo and listening to a tune
The rodeo starts tomorrow in this one horse town
So Joe (or name of your choice) took our names and put our entries down.
I went to the office the next day to see
What bareback horse I had and to pay my fees.
I looked on the list but my name wasn’t found
I thought Joe might of forgot to put me down.
Well, I looked on the board and I happened to find,
My name was on another list, I was in the Bull Riding.
My knees began to knock and my face began to sweat,
Then I heaved and gagged on the rodeo office steps.
Well, I may be a fool but a coward I’m not,
So I borrowed a bull rope with a bell in the knot.
I walked in the arena with them other bullridin’ fools,
Walked down the chutes, and found my bull.
Then I put my rope in the middle of his back,
Then had some cowboy pull up the slack,
Then I wrapped the tail around my hand and back,
And said “Boys, open the gate just a little bitty crack!”.
Well, the bull hit the gate with his head
And I could see over his hump that his eyes was red.
He bailed outta there with a big snort and a beller’
And somethin’ inside me told me I was yeller’
The dust and hair and flies from off his hump,
Did whisk to my nose as he made another jump.
And the stink of it all was more than I could stand,
So I jerked my wrap, and opened my hand.
Well, he jumped through air as he made one more turn,
That rope slid through my hand it sure did burn.
He flang me down in a great big heap,
And right in the middle of me he did leap.
D(strum once) G(strum once)
With his feet on my belly, standing in place,
A(strum once) D(strum once)
That dirty ole’ bull, blew snot in my face.
Well, them danged ole bulls you can run ‘em the chutes,
Put your ropes on them big gallutes,
But the closest your gonna find me to their stinkin’ hair,
Is to help some other fool get flung in the air.

Intro: (D) (A) (E) (D) (A) (E)

(E) Well it’s a source of speculation
Mornin’ noon and night (D) (A)
(E) ‘Bout who is and who ain’t
Which way’s (D) wrong or (A) right
(E) I’d describe the feelin’ but shoot
I don’t have a clue (D) (A)
(E) And if the truth were known darlin’
Well (N.C.) neither do you

[(E)] [(E)] [(D)] [(A)]
For a long time now
I’ve (E) been tryin’ to figure out this whole (D) rigama(A)role
And you (E) know it seems to me
There ain’t nothing nowhere that’s been written in st(D)one (A)
About the (E) how or why love can turn a body upside (D) down (A)
It’s all (E) mud and guts and bar-b-que sauce
And finger painting the town

Well
It’s the (B) strongest attra(A)ction in the (E) universe
(B) Ain’t nothin’ (A) better baby (E) ain’t nothin’ worse
(B) Study after (A) study, no(E)body understands
The gravitational pull between a woman and a man

It’ll (E) lift you up and knock you down
And take away your common (D) sense (A)
It’ll (E) plant your feet on the ground
And fill your heart as a con(D)sequence (A)
And her (E) words will make you thirsty
For a drink from her deep (D) well (A)
And his (E) tears are gonna burn you like hot lava
And make you feel like hell

REPEAT CHORUS

So (E) girl when it comes to you and me
And the kind of love we fell (D) in (A)
Well I (E) don’t want no Betty Crocker
Without just a dash of Mae West thrown (D) in (A)
I want to (E) go outside and dance with you
Barefooted in the pouring (D) rain (A)
With the (E) lightening crashing all around
And people saying we’ve gone insane

CHORUS TWICE

Them bareback horses are the only thing
They make your back hurt they make your bell ring
They’re hard on tailbones and they make your neck sore
But when it’s all over you’re craving some more

Well you drive down the road in a broke down car
You stop in some town you wonder where in the hell you are
You get yourself a road map and head out once again
With only enough for fees so you’d damn sure better win
You finally make the pitchin’ with your entry fees all paid
You get on another snatcher and he flings you away
So you head to town broken hearted lookin’ for a chance
To get a little drunk and find some girl and dance

Well you meet a little girl at the bar all alone
You whoop some words on her to get her to take you home
But she’s got a big boyfriend who just came from the can
And he says move on there buddy cause he’s her lovin’ man
So you climb back in your car after your little bitty fight
You’re drunk and broken hearted
And it’s twelve o’clock at night
And you ain’t got a dime in your old blue jeans
But by god you got a half a tank of gas
And a can of pork and beans

You write a hot check to pay your fees once again
You got yourself a good one so you ought to win
The horse is standin’ in the chute then he bucks around
The whistle blows then you’re standin’ on the ground
The judges total their markings and they tally up the score
And you’re beatin’ everybody by at least ten points or more
So you climb back in your car with a pocket full of cash
A good feelin’ in your heart and a tank full of gas

But boys the day finally comes when you get old and grey
You gotta hang your spurs up and put your riggin’ away
You look back now with a wantin’ eye
But brother it’s all gone so you sit and cry

Verse one
Since I was a baby maybe two or three
Aint nothing ever really bothered me
Some people radle at the smallest things
I thought that I could handle anything

Chorus
But I’m all wound up
Nothing I can do
I get all wound up
Just from talking to you
I used to believe I was immune to love
But look at me now I’m all wound up

Repeat intro

Verse 2
I never wondered what it’s all about
Never saw a thing I could do with out
My feet are used to being on the ground
But these days I wanna just kick them around

Repeat chorus

Solo Same chords as chorus

Verse 3
Fame and fortune I can take or leave
Aint much about them that I really need
Were still together after all this time
Honey child I’m here to tell you that I’m still

Repeat chorus

Outro
Yeah look at me know I’m all wound up

Repeat intro

Capo 5

I was six years old, my brother was ten
[Dsus2/F#]One July day came running in,
seen a ferris wheel at the edge of town
So, of course, we headed on down

Well it took us an hour to walk that far
Carrying our fortune in a Mason jar
It was all pretty sad, a cheap county fair
With a few old rides but there was ponies there

Well, the ponies stunk and the air was still
In that dusty circle behind the ferris wheel
This old guy smelling of smoke and rum
Swung me up and sat me down on one

Well I’d never rode a horse but I’d seen it done
Cowboy movies made it look like fun
This old man whispered a few soft words
It was the best advice I’ve ever heard

Chorus:
He said “Sit tall in the saddle, Hold your head up high
Keep your eyes fixed where the trail meets the sky
And live like you ain’t afraid to die
And don’t be scared, just enjoy your ride”

I went up a kid with shaking hands
And I came down a full grown man
It was like he’d cast some Voodoo spell
Things were different for me now, I could tell

‘Cos whenever troubles come wandering in
His rhyme would pop in my head again
And somehow I rode through the needles and nails
Brambles and thorns that life entails

Chorus

Well I know some day farther down the road
I’ll come to the edge of the great unknown
There’ll stand a black horse riderless
And I wonder if I’m ready for this

So I’ll saddle him up and he’ll switch his tail
And I’ll tip my hat and bid fairwell
And lift my song into the air
That I learned at that dusty fair

Chorus

Now don’t be scared, just enjoy your ride

She got a lock on her door
Oh, but I got the key
She don’t walk the floor
But she worries about me

C.Her love has no strings
Shackles or chains
But I’m holdin’ on for dear life
It’s like rollin’ a seven every time I roll the dice

2.She got a big ol’ smoke wheel
She got a dog that won’t bite
She got a heart I can steal
Just like a thief in the night

She got a slow burning fire
She keeps the radio low
But when she gets all inspired
We let the good times roll

Think itâs nothinâ but a God forsaken land
Why donât you bring your guitar and family, move on down to Tennesse
Well, I just smile because they donât understand
But if they ever saw a sunrise on a mountain morninâ
Watched those cotton candy clouds roll by
Theyâd know why I live beneath these Western Skies

Verse 2

I got peace of mind and elbow room I love the smell of sage in bloom
Catch a rainbow on my fishinâ line
We got county fairs and rodeos, ainât a better place for my kids to grow

Just turn ?em loose in the western summer time
And if you ever held your woman on a summerâs evening
While the prairie moon was blazinâ in her eyes
Youâd know why I live beneath these Western Skies

Bridge:
You ainât lived until youâve watched those Northern Lights
Set around the campfire and hear the coyotes call at night
Makes you feel alright

Verse 3

So guess Iâll stay right where Iâm at, wear my boots and my cowboy hat
But Iâll come and see ya once in a while
Iâll bring my guitar and sing my songs, sorry if I donât stay too long
I love Tennessee but ya know itâs just not my style
I gotta be where I can see those Rocky Mountains
Ride my horse and watch an eagle fly
I gotta live my life and write my songs beneath these Western Skies

When I die you can bury me beneath these Western Skies, Yippee Yi

Chorus
Tight Levis and Yellow Ribbons make a cowboy swim a river
That before he jumps, he knows is way too wide
And theyll make him throw a saddle on a bronc hes never seen
And one he knows hell never break to ride

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

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

Chorus
Tight Levis and Yellow Ribbons make a cowboy swim a river
That before he jumps, he knows is way too wide
And theyll make him throw a saddle on a bronc hes never seen
And one he knows hell never break to ride