Cowboy chords
par Frank Turner
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You could say I reached that time I know my trade
And that I know how to care for my guitar
And I know how to get it played
I´m comfortable and I sleep on a floor
I´ve played a fair few shows
And I´m gonna play more
And all along the while I was just trying to make people smile
I play Cowboy Chords
For these air conditioned words
About longing for the Prairie and living in the suburbs
I sing simple songs
About rights and wrongs
About finding that trail that leads away from everyone
And darling I know I did not give you much
I got hungry for some wandering
And I don´t come back for months
And I kept your picture by my side
It´s in my wallet, it´s on my mind
And every song I know contains a whisper of your soul
I play Cowboy Chords
For these air conditioned words
About longing for the Prairie and living in the suburbs
I sing simple songs
About rights and wrongs
About finding that trail that leads away from everyone
And so my days slip away
They´re all the same
Rolling wheels, hotel rooms
And going grey
Casting glances over my shoulders as I go
Trying not to dwell on things I do not know
I know my trade out on these boards, Cowboy Chords
I know my trade out on these boards, Cowboy Chords
I know my trade out on these boards, Cowboy Chords
I know my trade out on these boards, Cowboy Chords
And that I know how to care for my guitar
And I know how to get it played
I´m comfortable and I sleep on a floor
I´ve played a fair few shows
And I´m gonna play more
And all along the while I was just trying to make people smile
I play Cowboy Chords
For these air conditioned words
About longing for the Prairie and living in the suburbs
I sing simple songs
About rights and wrongs
About finding that trail that leads away from everyone
And darling I know I did not give you much
I got hungry for some wandering
And I don´t come back for months
And I kept your picture by my side
It´s in my wallet, it´s on my mind
And every song I know contains a whisper of your soul
I play Cowboy Chords
For these air conditioned words
About longing for the Prairie and living in the suburbs
I sing simple songs
About rights and wrongs
About finding that trail that leads away from everyone
And so my days slip away
They´re all the same
Rolling wheels, hotel rooms
And going grey
Casting glances over my shoulders as I go
Trying not to dwell on things I do not know
I know my trade out on these boards, Cowboy Chords
I know my trade out on these boards, Cowboy Chords
I know my trade out on these boards, Cowboy Chords
I know my trade out on these boards, Cowboy Chords