Ridin For A Fall Chords

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Another excellent song from Chris Ledoux.

Ridin' For A Fall
Chris Ledoux

D              A         Bm              A
Last night you told her, you could never hold her
       G                      A
Cause cowboys just got to be free
D              A         Bm            A
Her heart was breakin', and yours was achin'
         G             A           D
But you saddled up to follow your dreams

D               A         Bm               A
Coffee on your campfire, wind through the barbed wire
G                        A
You huddle close to the flames
D                 A               Bm           A
Though she's far behind you, the night wind reminds you
        G         A              D
It just keeps on whispering her name


Chorus:
A              G           D
You can make a run for the border
A                  G           D
Try to hide in the hole in the wall
Bm                               A
But don't you know your arms are achin' to hold her
     G                              A
And cowboy even though you're ridin tall
                  D
Your ridin' for a fall


D             A        Bm                A
Midnight the moons up, hands around your tin cup
    G                       A
The frost settles in on the sage
D                    A      Bm                  A
The night's gettin' colder, and man your gettin older
G            A            D
Tonight your feelin' your age

D                A          Bm                      A
So why don't you turn back, just saddle up and back track
                G                            A
You know you'll never find a love quite like hers
             D                   A
And tell me, on a cold lonesome evenin'
Bm                         A
What the hell good's your freedom
          G                   A            D
Don't you think it's time you hung up your spurs

Chorus


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