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Ridin For A Fall ukulele

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Another excellent song from Chris Ledoux.

Ridin' For A Fall
Chris Ledoux

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

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

F              F           C
You can make a run for the border
F                  F           C
Try to hide in the hole in the wall
Am                               F
But don't you know your arms are achin' to hold her
     F                              F
And cowboy even though you're ridin tall
Your ridin' for a fall

C             F        Am                F
Midnight the moons up, hands around your tin cup
    F                       F
The frost settles in on the sage
C                    F      Am                  F
The night's gettin' colder, and man your gettin older
F            F            C
Tonight your feelin' your age

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



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