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What Am I Doing Here
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as performed by Michael Martin Murphy on Cowboy Songs I album
notated by Greg Vaughn (gvaughn@olga.net)

   E (022100@1)            E/G# (143121@4)       A (x02220@1)         E1: (022100@1)Starin' at the south end of north bound cattle
                  C#m (x13321@4)      B (x2444x@1)  Slavin' in the saddle all day
          E (022100@1)       E/G# (143121@4)       A (x02220@1)          F# (244322@1)  You've got to be some kind of natural born fool
      E/B (443121@4)             B (x2444x@1)  A (x02220@1)  E (022100@1) B (x2444x@1)  To want to live your life this way

2: Well it can't be the cooking, it sure ain't the money
   The devil made the horse that I ride
   The days are too long and the nights are too short
   And the boss ain't never satisfied

CHORUS
   E (022100@1)       E/G# (143121@4)A (x02220@1)  E (022100@1)             C#m (x13321@4) F#m (244222@1)BSo (x2444x@1)what am I doing here Lord, what am I doing here
        E (022100@1)       E/G# (143121@4)    A (x02220@1)       F#There's (244322@1)got to be something better up there
   E/B (443121@4)     A (x02220@1)   ESo (022100@1)what am I doing here

BRIDGE
C#m (x13321@4)                     G#mSometimes (133111@4)I wonder in the lightning and the thunder
     A (x02220@1)           B (x2444x@1)   E (022100@1)    G#7If (xx1112@1)a cowboy's even got a prayer
    C#m (x13321@4)                        G#mAnd (133111@4)why'd you have to make it so hard down here
     F#7 (242352@1)                        BWhen (x2444x@1)things are so much better up there

3: Now the Lord called his angels all around the throne
   Said boys I must be wastin' my time
   'Cause I thought I gave the cowboy a pretty good life
   Now he's complaining 'till the day he dies

repeat chorus twice