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He ain?t got much gas left in his pickup truck 
         A5                  
He?s been sleeping in the back 
                E5    
For the past three towns 
 
He?s been buming drinks at the last three bars 
      A5                             E5   
And he swears that he?ll catch the next go round 
            B5                      E5   
Better hang on cowboy, and don?t hit the ground 
 

                A5                       
?Cause no one will save you when you?re down 
          E5          
Except the rodeo clowns 
                              B5  
And your mama but she ain?t nowhere around 
         A5                  
You might look for a fallen angel 
          E5                    
But she's nowhere to be found 
             B5                     E5     
Till you hang on cowboy and don?t hit the ground 
 
 
 
He ain?t got no choice, he better make that ride 
Or it?s pack it up and head it on back home 
So he digs down deep, and nods his head 
He?ll be damned if he spends another night alone 
Better hang on cowboy, don?t get thrown 
 
  
(Repeat Chorus)