Michael Martin Murphey – Born To Be A Cowboy (Guitar)

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From the album "Cowboy Songs IV: Rangeland Rebel" (1998) Spotify link: https://open.spotify.com/track/5RzT283MuXqiUyIRiHPUg0?si=bab20f817ef94458 [Intro] | 1 2 3 4 | 1 2 3 4 | 1 2 3 4 | 1 2 3 4 | 1 2 3 4 | |=========|=========|=========|=========|=========| | F | C | G | C | C | [Verse 1]
            C             C7           F
The painted walls of Palo Duro, how my heart can see them yet

     F               C               D7            G   D7   G
As a boy of eighteen summers, long before I knew regret

        C               C7             F
There I rode the bold unwilling and my loop was keen and true

    F           C       F      G                  C
And even in the dead of winter, skies were always blue
[Verse 2]
       C              C7      F
In the heat of summer branding we'd get an early start

F                   C               D7            G   D7   G
 We'd jingle in the horses and we'd saddle in the dark

          C               C7          F
Then we'd ride out on the morning without a spoken word

    F                    C       F        G                 C    C7
The ring of spur and the fall of hoof was all that could be heard
[Chorus]
             F                 G          F                 C
And it's been saddle horse and catch twine that has been my life

F                     C                 Dm                  G
Some say it's been my downfall that the world has passed me by

        F              G            F                C
But the life I lived I freely chose, I'm at it yet tonight

      F            C            G              C
I was born to be a cowboy and I will be till I die
[Instrumental] | 1 2 3 4 | 1 2 3 4 | 1 2 3 4 | 1 2 3 4 | 1 2 3 4 | |=========|=========|=========|=========|=========| | F | C | G | C | G#7 | [Verse 3]
           C#            C#7           F#
First laid eyes on Darcy Taylor at the cowboy's Christmas ball

    F#            C#               D#7             G#  D#7  G#
The daughter of a preacher and the fairest of them all

       C#            C#7            F#
I knew I could never have her but I loved her just the same

    F#               C#       F#     G#               C#
And I still get that old time feeling when I hear her name
[Chorus]
             F#                G#         F#                C#
And it's been saddle horse and catch twine that has been my life

F#                     C#                D#m                 G#
 Some say it's been my downfall that the world has passed me by

        F#             G#           F#               C#
But the life I lived I freely chose, I'm at it yet tonight

      F#           C#           G#             C#    D
I was born to be a cowboy and I will be till I die
[Verse 4]
     D                 D7       G
Photographs and trophy buckles, things you hold with pride

     G                   D               E7                A   E7   A
When eyes grow dim don't mean as much as what you've got inside

    D                D7          G
But I've got lots of memories to me worth more than gold

    G             D      G             A                D
And I can say I'm ready, Lord, when it comes my time to go
[Chorus]
             G                 A          G                 D
And it's been saddle horse and catch twine that has been my life

G                     D                 Em                  A
Some say it's been my downfall that the world has passed me by

        G              A            G                D
But the life I lived I freely chose, I'm at it yet tonight

      G            D            A              D
I was born to be a cowboy and I will be till I die
[Outro]
      G            D            Em   F#m  G    A  D   A   D
I was born to be a cowboy and I will be   till I  die