Seventeen Chris LeDoux
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[D]Seventeen, [A]cowboysâ dreams[G] ainât on fixinÃ[D]¢ fences
Once heâs seen Îe[A]m ride in old Ch[G]eyenne[A]
[D]Ranch routine and his [A]old manâs schemes
[G]This ainât where his[D] heart is
But you know his [A]daddy under[G]stands[A]
Verse 2
[D]Noonday comes, [A]father and son [G]sit down and eat their [D]dinner
Beneath that [A]big Wyoming [G]sky[A]
His [D]daddy knows heâs gotta[A] let him go
The [G]boy canât be a[D] winner
If he donât[A] spread his wings and[G] fly[A]
Chorus
[Bm]And in his [A]mind heâs riding[G] bulls down in Las[D] Vegas
[Bm]Soon heâll be[A] on a train that[G] leads to Santa Fe
[D]Sweet voice of [A]freedom [G]echoes down the [D]ages
Calls another [A]cowboy on his [G]way
Repeat Intro tab
Verse 3
[D]Fencinâs done and the[A] morning sun[G] finds him packed and[D] ready
Momma kissed his [A]cheek and then she went in[G]side[A]
[D]His old man, well he [A]shook his hand, said,
Ã[G]£Son, you ride ÃŽe[D]m prettyä
Didnât see the[A] tears that his momma[G] cried[A]
Chorus
[Bm]And in his [A]mind heâs riding[G] bulls down in Las[D] Vegas
[Bm]Today heâs[A] on a train that[G] leads to Santa Fe
[D]Sweet voice of [A]freedom [G]echoes down the [D]ages
Calls another [A]cowboy on his [G]way
Repeat Intro tab and end
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