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From: HKREDI@monsanto.com
Subject: Should Have Been a Cowboy by Toby Keith
Date: Thu, 27 Feb 1997 13:16:15 -0600

     Should Have Been a Cowboy
     by Toby Keith
     Transcribed by:  Keith Reding <hkredi@monsanto.com>

     Played in a syncopated rhythm the same throught the song.

     Intro:  G | D | C | D | G | D | C | D

     D            G     D          C       D       G
     I bet you've never heard ole Marshall Dillion say
          D              C               D       G
     Miss Kitty have you ever thought of running away
     D        C             D
     Settling down will you marry me
     G    D         C                    D
     If I asked you twice and begged you pretty please
     G  D          C        D        G
     She'd of said Yes in a New York minute
          D               C
     They never tied the knot
         D            G  D
     His heart wasn't in it
             C          D
     Stole a kiss as he road away
     G        D        C                       D
     He never hung his hat up at Kitty's place


     Chorus:
                        G | D | C |D
     I should've been a Cowboy
     D                      G | D | C |D
     I should'be learned to rope and ride
     G          D           C          D
     wearing my six-shooter riding by pony
          G | D | C |D
     on a cattle drive
     D            G | D | C |D
     Stealing the young girl's hearts
     D         G | D | C |D
     Just like Gene and Roy
     D             G | D | C |D
     Singing those campfire songs
                        G | D | C
     I should've been a cowboy


     Verse 2

     I might of had a side kick with a funny name

     running wild through the hills chasing Jesse James

     Ending up on the brink of danger

     Riding shotgun for the Texas Rangers


     Go west yound man, haven't you been told

     California's full of whisky, women and gold

     Sleeping out all night beneath the Texas stars

     Dream in my eye and a prayer in my heart


     Chorus

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