TROUBADOUR Am C F C BEEN IN THE SADDLE SINCE THE SUN CAME UP Am G F G ROUNDING UP STRAYS IN THIS OLD WEST TEXAS DUST Am C F C SHE'S BEEN PACKING HER THINGS, SINCE I PUT COFFEE ON Am G C BY SUNDOWN SHE'LL BE GONE DAMNED THIS OLD GIRTH, WORN RIGHT IN TWO BUT A SPARE LINK OF LEATHER, AND I'LL MAKE IT DO JUST WHEN I THINK I GOT LIFE BY THE REINS HOME AINT SWEET HOME ON THE RANGE Am C F C IF HEARTACHES WERE HORSES, AND HARD TIMES WERE CATTLE Am G F C ID RIDE HOME AT SUNSET SITTIN TALL IN THE SADDLE Am G F C IF HEARTACHES WERE HORSES, AND HARD TIMES WERE CATTLE Bbm C AND SHE'D SAY SHE LOVED ME AND THIS COWBOY WAY OF LIFE Gm G SHE'D BE RIGHT BESIDE ME, WHEN WE RODE HOME TONIGHT REPEAT CHORUS CORRECTIONS WELCOME