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Verse 1: 
 Em        G                 Em
Me and my uncle went ridin' down 
             G               Em
South Color-ado, West Texas bound 
            G             Em
We stopped over in Santa Fe 
            G                     A
That point being just about half way 
     G                   B                   Em
And you know it was the hottest part of the day 
 
Verse 2: 
            G                Em
I took the horses up to the stall 
             G                           Em
Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all 
                   G                        Em
Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt 
          G                     A
It bein' summer, I took off my shirt 
       G                 B                  Em
And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt 
 
Verse 3: 
            G                   Em
West Texas cowboys, they's all around 
                 G                     Em
With liquor and money, they're loaded down 
               G                            Em
So soon after payday, you know it seemed a shame 
             G                           A
You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game 
 G                     B               Em
High-low jack and the winner take the hand 
 
Verse 4: 
 Em              G                     Em
My uncle starts winnin' - cowboys got sore 
             G                       Em
One of them called him and then two more 
                G                             Em
Accused him of cheatin' - oh no, it couldn't be 
           G                         A
I know my uncle - he's as honest as me 
     G                  B              Em
And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be 
 
Verse 5: 
             G                     Em
One of them cowboys, he starts to draw 
            G                    Em
I shot him down, Lord, he never saw 
           G                               Em       
Shot me a-nother, hot damn, he won't grow old 
                G                           A
And in the con-fusion my uncle grabbed the gold 
     G                 B            Em
And we high-tailed it down to Mexi-co 
 
Verse 6: 
              G                     Em
I love those cowboys, I love their gold 
            G                   Em
I loved my uncle, God rest his soul 
              G                           Em
He taught me good, Lord, taught me all I know 
              G                    A
Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold 
       G                 B                        Em
And I left his dead-ass there by the side of the road