[Cm]Ride, I used to [G#]jump my horse and [Fm]ride
I had a [G7]six gun at my [D#]side [G#]
I was so [Fm]handsome, women [G7]cried
And I got shot but never [Cm]died [G7]
[Cm]I could [G#]play, if I do every thing he'd [Fm]say
Girls just seem [G7]to get in his [D#]way [G#]
Those days we [Fm]weren't considered [G7]fun
A cowboy's work is never [Cm]done [C7]
He'd [Fm]fight [A#7]crime all the [Cm]time [G#]
He'd always [Fm]win till his [G7]mom would break it [Cm]up [C7]
And call [Fm]him in he was [A#7]tough he was [D#]hard [G#]
But he was [Fm]kind But he was love, cause guys like him
Were hard to [G7]find
[Cm]Ride, I like to [G#]ride again some [Fm]day
I think I still [G7]know how to [D#]play [G#]
I'd play games [Fm]now but it's not [G7]fun
A cowboy's work is never [Cm]doneA Cowboy's Work Is Never Done