Yesterdays Rodeo Man

Intro 
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     C 
In a lonely one room cabin, 
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on a little piece of land he used to own, 
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in an old wooden rocker a bent 
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and grey haired cowboy sits alone 
          C 
with only memories to lean on 
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and a faithful, sad eyed dog to call his friend. 
        C 
He’s outlived a hundred cowboys 
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and he knows that time is slowly closing in. 



         F                                  G 
But in a puff of smoke from a home corn cob pipe 
                              C              C 
he sees the highlights of his yesterdays. 
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When an eager strong young cowboy rode the worst of broncs 
                         C              C 
in a smooth and graceful kind of way. 
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And for a moment he no longer feels the aches and pains 
                        F               Dm 
that age has brought to torture him. 
       C 
In his heart he’s still the champion, 
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he’s yesterdays rodeo man. 


     C                           C 
On a table in the corner lay the buckles 
                     G           G 
that he won so long ago. 
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Now, they’re tarnished worn and dusty but for a lifetimes work 
                        C             C 
they’re all he’s got to show. 
           C 
He can’t admit that he’s unhappy 
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or that things had been all that he had planned. 
            C 
'Cos in his heart he’s still the champion, 
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he’s yesterdays rodeo man. 



           C 
There’s an old faded picture 
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on the fireplace and when it meets his eye. 
  G 
A lump comes to his throat and 
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by the flickering of the firelight he cries. 
    C 
The only life he’s known once made 
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a lovely dark haired lady say goodbye. 
          C 
And after forty years of loneliness 
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he sits alone and still can’t reason why. 

 End
         F                                  G 
And in a puff of smoke from a home corn cob pipe 
                              C              C 
he sees the highlights of his yesterdays. 
        F                                  G 
When an eager strong young cowboy rode the worst of broncs 
                         C              C 
in a smooth and graceful kind of way. 
          C                             C 
And for a moment he no longer feels the aches and pains 
                        F               Dm 
that age has brought to torture him. 
       C 
In his heart he’s still the champion, 
     G                C             C 
he’s yesterdays rodeo man. 
       C 
In his heart he’s still the champion, 
     G                C             C* 
he’s yesterdays rodeo man.