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Lights Of Cheyenne

James Mcmurtry
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
  D4= XX0233 =220033  LIGHTS OF CHEYENNE
  =  X32033  = 320033 JAMES MCMURTRY
  =  022033
  VERSE 1
 Look  off down the highway at the glittering lights
 Like  windshield glass  on the shoulder tonight
  As the diesels  come grinding on up  from the plains
  All bunched  up like pearls  on a string
  And I guess time  don't mean nothin' Not nothin'  at all
 And out  on the horizon  the broken stars fall
 Old broken stars they fall down  on the land
  And get  mixed together  with the lights  of Cheyenne
  VERSE 2
 Well I've  been up all night and I'm down  on my back
 Workin'  the counter  to take up the slack
  Cause the money  tree's light and the whiskey  stream's low
  You ain't  worked a week  since July
  You say the gravel  pit's hiring After  the first
 But you don't  have the nature  for that kind of work
  You  might get hired on But you won't  make a hand
  And I'll still  be here lookin'  at the lights  of Cheyenne
  CHORUS
  You stand  in the sky
  with your feet  on the ground
  Never  suspectin' a thing
  But if the sky  were to
  move you might never  be found
 
  Never be heard from again
  VERSE 3
 We go  on good behavior when our youngest  comes home
 She comes  up from Boulder  but she never stays long
  And that oldest  still fights me like she  was 18
  Stopped  in for a 6-pack  awhile ago
  And she's got a cowboy  problem And this last  one's a sight
 All dressed  up like Gunsmoke  for Saturday night
  And they were off  to the bars for lack  of a plan
  Racing  the stars  to the lights  of Cheyenne
  (little solo part goes here)
  VERSE 4
 And you've kept  all that meanness inside  you so long
 You'd fight  with a fence  post if it looked at your wrong
  Well the post  won't hit back, and it won't  call the law
  I look  at your right, or I don't  look at all
  Now take a crumpled  up soft pack and  give it a shake
 Out  by the dumpster  on a cigarette break
  With one  eye swelled up from the back  of your hand
  And the other  eye fixed  on the lights  of Cheyenne
  VERSE 5
 Now there's antelope  grazing in range  of my gun
 Come opening  weekend you won't  see a one
  They'll vanish  like ghosts `cause somehow  they know
  But now they're  up to the fence  in the early dawn
  And it's warming  up nicely for  this time of year
 The creeks  are still frozen  but the roads are all clear
  And I don't  have it in me to make  one more stand
  Though I never  much cared  f or the lights  of Cheyenne

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Readable chord sheet for Lights Of Cheyenne by James Mcmurtry

D4=      XX0233       [G/f#]=220033                LIGHTS OF CHEYENNE
     [Cadd9]=   X32033       [G] =  320033                  JAMES MCMURTRY
     [Em7]=     022033

               VERSE 1

[Cadd9]       Look[G] off down the highway at the [Cadd9]glittering [G]lights
[Cadd9]       Like[G] windshield [E]glass on the shoulder [Dsus4]tonight
       As the d[Cadd9]iesels come  grinding on [Dsus4]up from the pla[Em7]ins
       All b[G]unched up like pear[Cadd9]ls on a string  [Dsus4]
       And I guess [G]time don't mean nothin' Not n[Cadd9]othin' at all [G]
[Cadd9]       And o[G]ut on the [Em7]horizon the broken stars f[Dsus4]all
[Cadd9]       Old broken stars they fall [Dsus4]down on the land[Em7]
       And g[G]et mixed [Cadd9]together with the l[Dsus4]ights of Cheyenn[G]e

                VERSE 2

[Cadd9]       Well I've[G] been up all night and I'm [Cadd9]down on my [G]back
[Cadd9]       W[G]orkin' the c[Em7]ounter to take up the [Dsus4]slack
       Cause the m[Cadd9]oney tree's light and the [Dsus4]whiskey stream's low[Em7]
       You [G]ain't worked a [Cadd9]week since July [Dsus4]
       You say the g[G]ravel pit's hiring [Cadd9]After the [G]first
[Cadd9]       But you [G]don't have the [Em7]nature for that kind of [Dsus4]work
       You[Cadd9] might get hired on But you [Dsus4]won't make a hand [Em7]
       And I'll [G]still be here [Cadd9]lookin'  at the [Dsus4]lights of Cheyenn[G]e

                CHORUS

             You [Dsus4]stand in the sky
             with your [Cadd9]feet on the [G]ground
             [Dsus4]Never suspectin' a thi[Cadd9]ng
             But if the [Dsus4]sky were to
             move you might [Cadd9]never be [G]found
             [Em7]      [G/f#]       [Cadd9]
             Never be heard from again

                   VERSE 3

[Cadd9]       We g[G]o on good behavior when our [Cadd9]youngest comes [G]home
[Cadd9]       She [G]comes up from [Em7]Boulder but she never stays [Dsus4]long
       And that [Cadd9]oldest still fights me like [Dsus4]she was 18  [Em7]
       Stopped[G] in for a 6-pack[Cadd9] awhile ago     [Dsus4]
       And she's got a c[G]owboy problem And this [Cadd9]last one's a [G]sight
[Cadd9]       All [G]dressed up like [Em7]Gunsmoke for Saturday n[Dsus4]ight
       And they were [Cadd9]off to the bars for [Dsus4]lack of a plan  [Em7]
       [G]Racing the [Cadd9]stars to the [Dsus4]lights of Cheyenn[G]e

                 (little solo part goes here)

                 VERSE 4

[Cadd9]       And you've [G]kept all that meanness [Cadd9]inside you so [G]long
[Cadd9]       You'd [G]fight with a [Em7]fence post if it looked at your [Dsus4]wrong
       Well the [Cadd9]post won't hit back, and it [Dsus4]won't call the law[Em7]
       I l[G]ook at your right, or I d[Cadd9]on't look at all[Dsus4]
       Now take a [G]crumpled up soft pack and[Cadd9] give it a [G]shake
[Cadd9]       O[G]ut by the [Em7]dumpster on a cigarette [Dsus4]break
       With [Cadd9]one eye swelled up from the [Dsus4]back of your han[Em7]d
       And the [G]other eye [Cadd9]fixed on the [Dsus4]lights of Cheyenn[G]e

                 VERSE 5

[Cadd9]       Now there's [G]antelope grazing in [Cadd9]range of my gun[G]
[Cadd9]       Come [G]opening weekend you [Em7]won't see a one[Dsus4]
       They'll [Cadd9]vanish like ghosts `cause [Dsus4]somehow they kno[Em7]w
       But now [G]they're up to the fenc[Cadd9]e in the early da[Dsus4]wn
       And it's [G]warming up nicely for[Cadd9] this time of yea[G]r
[Cadd9]       The [G]creeks are still [Em7]frozen but the roads are all [Dsus4]clear
       And I [Cadd9]don't have it in me to [Dsus4]make one more sta[Em7]nd
       Though I [G]never much [Cadd9]cared f or the [Dsus4]lights of Cheyenn[G]e

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