Tablature chism - Chris LeDoux

          



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  Date: 1/12/98; 8:49:02 PM

  From: cowboy@laughlin.net (Ken Bennett)

  Subject: "chism" by "Chris LeDoux"

  

  CHISM

  as Recorded by Chris LeDoux

  Transcribed by Ken Bennett

  

  

  D               G          D                  G

  The blood on my sheets has soaked through the bandage

            D                                 A

  that they wrapped around the stitches in my side

        D           G            D         G

  These old country doctors have come to expect it

           Em                     A

  from the cowboys that come here once a year to ride

      D              G           D                G

  Now starin' at the ceiling I'm trying to get my senses

         D                             A

  but I can't recall too much of yesterday

     D             G              D            G

  except for some cussin' at that bull we call chism

          D                A            D

  as they turned us out of chute number 3

  

  G                                       A

  Chism  Chism  you're a big bad son of a gun

       Bm

  Your hide is tough and it's been scarred

        Em                               A

  Where spurs have dug in deep but never hung

  D                G           D              G

  Chism you're the only reason that I keep on riding

           D          A               D

  And I'll ride you before my ridin's done

  

  D                 G                    D           G

  Someone's brought in the paper and I'm starin' unbelievin'

         D                               A

  At the story that's laid out before my eyes

     D               G              D                   G

  It talks about you chism how they brought you up from Texas

          Em                         A

  And the cowboy that made a valiant 7 second ride

     D                G                   D               G

  It mentions how you broke your leg when we went down together

  

         D                           A

  And it talks about your horn in my side

           D           G                   D       G

  But it's goin' on to say how they had to put you away

               D                A           D

  But it don't tell about these tears in my eyes

  G                                    A

  Chism Chism  I love you you son of a gun

       Bm

  Your hide was tough and it was scarred

           Em                              A

  Where my spurs had dug in deep but never hung

  D       G           D               G

  Chism I tell you my ridin' days are done

        D                A               D

  cause after you theres nothing left to ride

  

  REPEAT CHORUS 1 


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 Chism, de Chris ledoux 

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