Intro: Eb Bb F7 Bb

Verse 1:
Bb                               Eb
Let's have a hand for that young cowboy
                              Bb
And wish him better luck next time
                           F7
I hope we'll see him up in Fargo
                              Bb   Bb7
Or somewhere farther down the line
                         Eb
This time he sure drew a bad one
                      Bb
One that nobody could ride
                         F7
By the way he pulled his hat on
                               Bb
You knew he'd be there for the fight

Chorus:
             Bb7              Eb   Ab Eb
And it's the classic contradiction
                      Bb
The unavoidable affliction
                             F7
And it don't take much to predict, son
                  Bb   Bb7
The way it always goes
                              Eb        Ab Eb
'Cause one day she'll say she loves you
                             Bb
And the next she'll be tired of you
                          F7
N' push'll always come to shove you
                     Bb
On that midnight rodeo

Instrumental: Eb Bb F7 Bb

Verse 2:
                  Bb7    Eb
He almost made it to the buzzer
                          Bb
Somehow he gave up in the end
                           F7
He put one hand around the other
                            Bb  Bb7
And let that pick-up man on in
                          Eb
It was his last chance to ride it
                         Bb
Now he'll have to move along
                         F7
But he knows back in his mind, that
                      Bb
He won't be away for long

Chorus:
             Bb7              Eb   Ab Eb
And it's the classic contradiction
                      Bb
The unavoidable affliction
                         F7
It don't take much to predict, son
                  Bb   Bb7
The way it always goes
                              Eb        Ab Eb
'Cause one day she'll say she loves you
                             Bb
And the next she'll be tired of you
                          F7
N' push'll always come to shove you
                     Bb
On that midnight rodeo

                Bb7                 Eb     Ab Eb
So let's have a hand for that young cowboy
                              Bb
And wish him better luck next time
                        F7
I hope we see him up in Fargo
                                   Ab Eb   Bb
Or somewhere farther down the line
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