Tonalité : Eb major•
Verse 1
Eb
I was snappin' out broncs
Ab
at the Old Flyin' you
Bb
At forty a month a plum
Eb
good buckaroo
Ab
Well, the boss comes around and he says,
hey my lad
Bb
Well, you look pretty good
Verse 2
ridin' horses that's bad
Eb
Ab
You see, I ain't got no
Eb
more outlaws to break
But I'll buy you a ticket
F
and I'll give you a stake
Bb
Eb
At ridin' them bad ones,
Ab
well, you ain't slow
Bb
An d you might do some good
Eb
at the big rodeo
Ab
While they're puttin' the bull in the chute
Verse 3
Bb
I'm strappin' my spurs to
Eb
the heels of my boots
I looks that bull over and to
Ab
my surprise
Bb
Well, he's a foot and a half
Eb
in between his two eyes
Ab
On top of his shoulders,
Verse 4
Eb
he's got a big hump
I cinched up my rigging
F
Bb
just back of that lump
Eb
I lands in his middle and I
Ab
lets out a scream
Bb
He comes out with a beller and the
Eb
rest is a dream
E
B
E
Verse 5
Well, he jumps to the left
A
and he lands towards the right
B
But I ain't no green horn,
E
I'm still sittin' tight
The dust starts to foggin' right
A
out of his skin
B
He's a wavin' them horns
E
right under my chin
A
At sunnin'
Verse 6
his belly,
E
he couldn't be beat
He's a showin' the buzzards
F#
B
the soles of his feet
E
He's a dippin' so low that
A
my boots filled with dirt
B
He's a makin' a whip of the tail
E
of my shirt
Verse 7
A
He's a snappin' the buttons right
off of my clothes
B
He's a buckin' and a bawlin'
E
and a blowin' his nose
A
The crowd starts to cheerin' both me
and that bull
B
Well, he needed no help
Verse 8
but I had my hands full
E
A
Then he goes to fence rowin'
E
and weavin' behind
F#
My head went poppin', I sorta went blind
B
E
He starts in high divin',
A
I lets out a groan
B
We went up together but he
E
come back alone
D#
Verse 9
Up high I turns over and be
G#
low I can see
Bb
He's a pawin' up dirt just
D#
a waitin' for me
I can picture a grave and
G#
a big slab of wood
Bb
Say in' here lies a twister
who thought he was good
D#
G#
I notices somethin' don't seem
Verse 10
D#
can be true
But the brand on his hip was a
F
Bb
Big Flyin' you
D#
When I landed,
G#
he charged but I got enough sense
Bb
So I ran that old bull to
D#
the hole in the fence
G#
D#
I dives through that hole and I want you
Verse 11
to know
I ain't goin' back to no
F
Bb
big rodeo
D#
At a straddlin' them Brahmas,
G#
you can bet I'm all through
Bb
I'm sore footin' it back
D#
to the Old Flyin' you
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AccordsEb Ab Bb F E...
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