Front Row Cowboy
Eric BogleVersion1
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Chords in this song
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On Saturday mornings I'd ride to the movies,
Booted and spurred on my horse made of tin
Tie-up my cyi-use outside on the pavement
Eric Bogle
'Front Row Cowboy'
Lay down my sixpence and mosey on in.
I'd sit in the front row with the other young cowboys
Waitin' for Roy to appear on the screen
Waitin' for Roy and his golden horse Trigger,
To carry me off into my favorite dream.
Roy Rogers, Roy Rogers, Oh you were my hero,
A man made of steel on a horse made of gold
Together we rode through the days of my childhood
Memories like heroes, they never grow old.
Together we rode over mountains and valleys
Camped out a night 'neath the wide prairie sky,
We'd sing cowboy songs as we sat by the campfire
While out in the darkness a wild coyote cried
Yi-pi-tie-yi-yo baked beans and coffee,
Tall tales and true as we sat by the fire
Then up in the morning and away we'd go riding.
Two gay caballeros, two heroes for hire.
And now I'm a man, and I've hung up my six-gun
No more do I ride on a horse made of tin.
Now I ride subways, and freeways and railways,
Instead of a six-gun I now wield a pen.
But part of my heart will always be ridin'
Along the bright canyons and the wild forest ways
Along with Roy Rogers my faithful companion,
Into the sunset of my childhood days.
Eric Bogle
'Front Row Cowboy'
Roy Rogers, Roy Rogers, Oh you were my hero,
A man made of steel on a horse made of gold
Together we rode through the days of my childhood
Memories like heroes, they never grow old.
He was my friend, yes, he was my friend.
He never let me down.
He was honest and faithful right up to the end
I loved Roy Rogers 'cause he was my friend.
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Readable chord sheet for Front Row Cowboy by Eric Bogle
[G]On Saturday mornings I[C]'d ride to t[G]he movies, [C]Booted and [G]spurred on my [C]horse made of [D]tin [G]Tie-up my cyi-use [C]outside on the [G]pavement Eric Bogle 'Front Row Cowboy' [C]Lay down my [G]sixpence and [D]mosey on [G]in. [D]I'd sit in the front row with the [C]other young [G]cowboys [D]Waitin' for Roy to [C]appear on the [G]screen [D]Waitin' for Roy and his [C]golden horse [G]Trigger, To [C]carry me [G]off into [D]my favorite [G]dream. [G]Roy Rogers, Roy Rogers, Oh [C]you were my [G]hero, A [C]man made of [G]steel on a [C]horse made of [D]gold [G]Together we rode through the [C]days of my [G]childhood [C]Memories like [G]heroes, they [D]never grow [G]old. [G]Together we rode over [C]mountains and [G]valleys [C]Camped out a [G]night 'neath the [C]wide prairie [D]sky, [G]We'd sing cowboy songs as we [C]sat by the [G]campfire [C]While out in the [G]darkness a [D]wild coyote [G]cried [D]Yi-pi-tie-yi-yo [C]baked beans and [G]coffee, [D]Tall tales and true as we [C]sat by the [G]fire [D]Then up in the morning and [C]away we'd go [G]riding. [C]Two gay caba[G]lleros, two [D]heroes for [G]hire. [G]And now I'm a man, and I've [C]hung up my [G]six-gun [C]No more do I [G]ride on a [C]horse made of [D]tin. [G]Now I ride subways, and [C]freeways and [G]railways, [C]Instead of a [G]six-gun I [D]now wield a [G]pen. [D]But part of my heart will [C]always be [G]ridin' [D]Along the bright canyons and the [C]wild forest [G]ways [D]Along with Roy Rogers my [C]faithful [G]companion, [C]Into the [G]sunset of [D]my childhood [G]days. Eric Bogle 'Front Row Cowboy' Roy [G]Rogers, Roy Rogers, Oh [C]you were my [G]hero, A [C]man made of [G]steel on a [C]horse made of [D]gold [G]Together we rode through the [C]days of my [G]childhood [C]Memories like [G]heroes, they [D]never grow [G]old. [G]He was my friend, yes, [C]he was my friend. [D]He never let me [G]down. He was [G]honest and faithful right [C]up to the end [D]I loved Roy Rogers 'cause [C]he was my [G]friend.