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Author/Artist: Counting Crows
Title: Cowboys
Album: Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings
Transcribed by: RainKing
Email: [email protected]
Standard tuning (capo 1st fret)
Intro: Riff (gtr only) + - -
Cowboys on the road tonight crying in their sleep
If I was a hungry man with a gun in my hand and some promises to keep
Who wanted to change the world...what's as easy as murder?
It's all headlights and vapor trails...and Circle K killers
And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall into the eyes of anyone but you now
So come on come on come on oh...come on through now
So come on come on come on oh...come on through now
This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen but I'm not seeing
The look in your eyes as his fingertips lit on your neck and it made you shiver
I'm just turning away from where I should have been because I am not
Anything...oh...anything...oh...
The president's in bed tonight but he can't get to sleep
Cause all the cowboys on the radio are killers
And I believe she loves you cause you never make her feel like anything
She said I wouldn't feel a thing...but I can feel oh I can feel
And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall into the arms of anyone but you now
So come on come on come on oh...come on through now
So come on come on come on oh...come on through now
This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen but I'm not seeing
The look in your eyes as his finger's unzipping your dress and it makes you shiver
I'm just turning away from what I shouldn't see because I am not
Anything...oh...anything...oh...
Solo: Em - C (x2)
Everyone's in bed tonight but nobody can sleep
Cause all the satellites are watching through our windows
She says she doesn't love me like she's acting but it's as if she isn't talking
Cause Mr. Lincoln's head is bleeding on the front row while she's speaking
I said come on all you cowboys all you blue-eyed baby boys
Come on all you dashing gentlemen of summer
I'll wait for you where Saturday's a memory and Sunday comes to gather me
Into the arms of god who'll welcome me because I believe...Oh I believe...
And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall into the eyes of anyone but you now
So come on come on come on oh...come on through now
So come on come on come on oh...come on through now
This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen but I'm not seeing
You look at me..............So please won't
you look at me.......Cause I'm not seeing
you look at me........Oh I will make
you look at me.......Or I am not
Anything...oh...anything...no...
Outro: Em - C (x4)
