Gypsy Cowboy New Riders of the Purple Sage
The moon beamed [G]down so lightly,[D]
on distant fields of [G]clover.
The gypsy cowboy [D]wanders,
because he knows it's over[G].
And everything's so [D]quiet.
The town is down in slumbe[G]r.
His cowboy lady [D]mutters, let's roll another numb[G]er.
[AM]Oh, oh so s[D]ad
[AM]The trouble that's in this old [D]world,
it makes me so [G]sad.
[AM]Oh, oh so [D]sad,
Mama [G]cried.
And o'er the field of [D]clover,
an angel band was [G]singing.
With maidens throwing [D]roses, and heaven's lights were screamin[G]g
Calling through the [D]darkness, the voice of one man's b[G]rother
Spouting discont[D]entment, of one way or the other[G].
[AM]Oh, oh so [D]sad
[AM]You build it up you tear it [D]down
Oh it makes me so s[G]ad
[AM]Oh, oh so s[D]ad
Mama cr[G]ied
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