INTRO: C G Am G F C G Old Tut was a cowboy I knew years ago Am G F Could put a stretch in a story like a 40 foot rope C G Young and wide-eyed I believed every word Am G F As he rambled thru the canyons and stampeded herds G Swore there were still Comanches in them breaks to the south F He'd seen good hands ride in there that never rode out INTRO C G He had a horse he called Dollar that twice saved his life Am G F He lost him to Jim Shoulders playin' poker one night C G When I turned 18 I packed up and left home Am G F G Tut was pretty old back then and by now he's long gone CHORUS: Dm Am But I've heard it said that old cowboys don't die F They get put out to pasture way up in the sky Dm Am So if God's got a Heaven for old cowboy legends F I hope the grass is greener on the other side Dm G C And He's got good horses to ride INTRO C G Now the folks back home would tell ya Tut was just crazy and old Am G F But I still believe in Conquistador gold C G And those memories look like a mirage in the distance Am G F Starin' out from this prison of urban existence G So I saddle up and go back now and then F To remember who I was and just forget where I am SOLO C G Now the concrete and steel they spread out like a plague Am G F Consumin' the rivers, the mountains and the plains C G And one of these days it'll all be gone Am G F G But somewhere that spirit will always live on CHORUS: Dm Am 'Cause I've heard it said that old cowboys don't die F They get put out to pasture way up in the sky Dm Am If God's got a Heaven for old cowboy legends F I hope the grass is greener on the other side Dm G Am G And He's got good horses to ride Dm G C Fm Yeah He's got good horses to ride C Fm A few good horses to ride C Fm A few good horses to ride INTRO