Chris LeDoux – A Cowboy Was Born (Guitar)

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She was holding her breath

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And he attempted a prayer

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And he was cussing the dust rising up in the air

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Cause the old cattle trail, well, it weren't anywhere

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For a baby to draw its first breath

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And the unbroken West

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Well, it was no place to live

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Cause it was hard to survive

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And it was Hell if you did

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So he entered this world with a pair of clenched fists

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And the first and last tears he'd shed

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And the longhorns lowed him a welcome

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As a new voice cried from the buckboard

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And the Irish, they sang sad and lonely

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Cause they knew a cowboy was born

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Well, the prairie closed in

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And a century passed

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The settlers plowed under, the tall prairie grass

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And the cow town's died off in a world changing fast

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But the wind kept the spirit alive

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Cause a young boy in Kansas, he caught a breeze one day

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And in a five-second rush, he was fighting for eight

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He saw it all so clear through the dirt on his face

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He knew he was born to ride

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And the long lost heir to the saddle

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Finally found his way back home

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As he picked up his hat, well, the crowd cheered

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Cause they knew a cowboy was born

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Yeah, that day a cowboy was born

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From the heroes in the bright lights of Vegas

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Through the poets of the sage and thorn

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A proud legacy.., of a.... nation

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Thank God, the cowboy was born

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Yeah, thank God, the cowboy was born