Cm                                G
Ride...I used to jump my horse and ride
                      Cm
I had a six-gun at my side
                       G
I was so handsome women cried
                           Cm
And I got shot but I never died


Cm                                     G
I could play if I'd do everything he'd say
                              Cm
Girls seemed to just get in his way
                                 G
Those days we weren't considered fun
                           Cm
A cowboy's work is never done


Fm                       A#                Cm
He'd fight crime all the time, he'd always win
          G                                 Cm
Till his mom would break it up and call him in
       Fm            A#               Cm
He was tough, he was hard, but he was kind
             G                                    Cm
And he was loved 'cause guys like him were hard to find


Cm                             G
Ride...I'd like to ride again someday
                              Cm
I think I still know how to play
                              G
I play games now but it's not fun
                           Cm
A cowboy's work is never done