verse 1
Am G F E
Sleep in a bedroll of canvas
Am G E
No-see-ems feed on your ears
Am G F E
Wind blows the dust just like buckshot
Am G E
And I ain’t never seen it rain much out here
Am G F E
Smell your own sweat in the evenin’
Am G E
Wash up at the galvanized tank
F G
Nearest town’s forty miles
C Am
The cook here he don’t smile
F E Am
And all these young horses are rank
F G C Am
But, come a ti-yi-yippee-yi-o, on the back of my Caballo
F G E
I whoopie tie one on when I can
F G C Am
My spurs, they don’t ring much, I never did sing much
F E Am G F E Am G F E
But I’m sure enough, a Buckaroo Man
verse 2
Am G F E
Cold fingers stiff in the mornin’
Am G E
By noon it’s a hundred and three
Am G F E
Five year old slicks in the canyon
Am G E
And never a hint of a breeze
Am G F E
Jug-headed hollow-backed ponies
Am G E
Provide all with hours of grief
F G C Am
There’s snakes in the shade, and Choya on the grade
F G Am
And half a ton of grit between my teeth
F G C Am
But, come a ti-yi-yippee-yi-o, on the back of my caballo
F G E
I whoopie tie one on when I can
F G C Am
My spurs, they don’t ring much, I never did sing much
F E Am
But I’m sure enough, a Buckaroo Man
F G C Am
But, come a ti-yi-yippee-yi-o, on the back of my caballo
F G E
I whoopie tie one on when I can
F G C Am
My spurs, they don’t ring much, I never did sing much
F E Am G F E
But I’m sure enough, a Buckaroo Man
E Am
A Buckaroo Man