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Date: 11/25/03; 11:27:54 PM
 >From: "Jason McKinney" <basshawg4@comcast.net>
 Subject: A Cowboy Was Born by Chris LeDoux
 A Cowboy Was Born - performed by Chris LeDoux
 CD - Horsepower
 Transcribed by: Jason McKinney
  
 This is my first contribution, Sam Buckley helped me get started with it, and although he might think I've got a screw loose with this rendition, this sounds pretty close the way I hear it. If anyone thinks different, you're welcome to submit corrections with nary a hard feeling.
  
 Verse 1
 She was (G) holding her breath, and he (C) attempted a prayer
 And he was (Em) cussin' the dust, risin' (Am) up in the (D7) air
  'Cuz the (G) ol' cattle trail well it (C) weren't any-(Em)-where
 For a (Am) baby to (C) draw its first (D7) breath
  
 Verse 2
 And the (G) unbroken west, well it was (C) no place to live
 'Cuz it was (Em) hard to survive, and it was (Am) Hell if you (D7) did
 So he (G) entered this world with a (C) pair of clenched (Em) fists
 And the (Am) first and last (C) tears he'd (D7) shed
  
 Chorus 1
 And the (D) longhorns lowed him a (G) welcome
 As a (Em) new voice cried (D) from the buck-(C)-board
 And the (Am) Irish they sang sad and (Em) lonely
 'Cuz (C) they knew a (D) cowboy was (C) born
  
 Verse 3
 Well the (G) prairies closed in, and a (C) century passed
 The (Em) settlers plowed under the (Am) tall prairie (D7) grass
 And the (G) cow towns died off in a (C) world changin' (Em) fast
 But the (Am) wind kept the (C) spirit a-(D7)-live
  
 Verse 4
 Because a (G) young boy in Kansas, he caught a (C) breeze one day
 And in a (Em) five-second rush, he was (Am) fightin' for (D7) eight
 He saw it (G) all so clear through the (C) dirt on his (Em) face
 He (Am) knew he was (C) born to (D7) ride
  
 Chorus 2
 And a (D) long lost heir to the (G) saddle
 Finally (Em) found his (D) way back (C) home
 As he (Am) picked up his hat, well the (Em) crowd cheered
 'Cuz (C) they knew a (D) cowboy was (C) born
 Yeah (Em) that day a (D) cowboy was (G) born
  
 Chorus 3
 From the (D) heroes in the bright lights of (G) Vegas
 To the (Em) poets of the (D) sage and (C) thorn
 A proud (Am) legacy (C) of a na-(Em)-tion
 (C) Thank God the (D) cowboy was (C) born
 Yeah (Em) thank God the (D) cowboy was (G) born