Riding for a Fall
Chris LedouxVersion1
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Chords in this song
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Last night you told her, you could never hold her
Cause cowboys just got to be free
Her heart was breakin', and yours was achin'
But you saddled up to follow your dreams
Coffee on your campfire, wind through the barbed wire
You huddle close to the flames
Though she's far behind you, the night wind reminds you
It just keeps on whispering her name
You can make a run for the border
Try to hide in the hole in the wall
But don't you know your arms are achin' to hold her
And cowboy even though you're ridin tall
Your ridin' for a fall
Midnight the moons up, hands around your tin cup
The frost settles in on the sage
The night's gettin' colder, and man your gettin older
Tonight your feelin' your age
So why don't you turn back, just saddle up and back track
You know you'll never find a love quite like hers
And tell me, on a cold lonesome evenin'
What the hell good's your freedom
Don't you think it's time you hung up your spurs
Enjoy!
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Readable chord sheet for Riding for a Fall by Chris Ledoux
[D]Last night you [A]told her, [Bm]you could never [A]hold her Cause c[G]owboys just got to be f[A]ree [D]Her heart was b[A]reakin', a[Bm]nd yours was a[A]chin' But you s[G]addled up to f[A]ollow your d[D]reams [D]Coffee on your c[A]ampfire, w[Bm]ind through the b[A]arbed wire [G]You huddle close to the f[A]lames [D]Though she's far b[A]ehind you, the n[Bm]ight wind rem[A]inds you It just [G]keeps on w[A]hispering her n[D]ame [A]You can make a [G]run for the [D]border [A]Try to hide in the [G]hole in the [D]wall [Bm]But don't you know your arms are [A]achin' to hold her And c[G]owboy even though you're ridin [A]tall Your ridin' for a [D]fall [D]Midnight the m[A]oons up, [Bm]hands around your [A]tin cup The [G]frost settles in on the [A]sage [D]The night's gettin' c[A]older, [Bm]and man your gettin [A]older [G]Tonight your [A]feelin' your [D]age [D]So why don't you [A]turn back, [Bm]just saddle up and back [A]track You know you'll [G]never find a love quite like [A]hers And tell me, [D]on a cold lonesome e[A]venin' [Bm]What the hell good's your f[A]reedom Don't you [G]think it's time you [A]hung up your [D]spurs Enjoy!