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A-Z (artist name) of Guitar Tab Click HERE for an easy print version of ledoux chris - bareback jack guitar chords ################################################################ # The following is the author's own interpretation of the song # # to be used for studying or private use only. Downloaded from # # www.TabGuitarLessons.com. FREE GUITAR SOFTWARE + LOTS MORE! # # Home of the 60 minute fretboard memory technique. You'll # # memorise ALL the notes and positions on the fretboard in 60 # # minutes or less. visit www.TabGuitarLessons.com today. # ################################################################ Date: 11/18/97; 8:34:29 PM From: Dakota4954@aol.com Subject: "Bareback Jack" by Chris LeDoux "Bareback Jack", by Chris LeDoux published by Wyoming Brand Music from "Songs of Rodeo Life", 1977 Transcribed by Diron Ahlquist When [G]I was just a [C]very young [G]lad, [G]I walked up and I [C]told my [G]dad, A [C]bareback rider’s what I [F]wanna [C]be, I [C]want the whole world to [F]know about [C]me. In the [G]rodeo arena I’ll [C]take my [G]stand, I [G]wanna be known as a [C]rodeo [G]man. I’ll come [C]flyin’ from the chute with my [G]spurs up high, [D]Chaps and boots reachin’ [G]for the sky. [C]Spurrin’ wild with my [G]head flung back, You’ll [D]ask whose that well that’s [G]Bareback Jack, You’ll [D]ask whose that well that’s [G]Bareback Jack. The [G]years of boyhood [C]now have [G]passed, It [G]didn’t take long to learn the [C]tricks real [G]fast. Now I’m [C]goin’ down the road with my [F]rodeo [C]gear, And I [C]hope to make the finals in [F]just a few [C]years. And [C]when my chance comes I’ll [F]give it a [C]whirl, [C]Try to win the champion[F]ship of the [C]world, I’ll come [F]flyin’ from the chutes with my [C]spurs up high, [G]Chaps and boots reachin’ [C]for the sky, [F]Spurrin’ wild with my [C]head flung back, You’ll [G]all know me, I’m [C]Bareback Jack, You’ll [G]all know me, I’m [C]Bareback Jack. Well [G]here I am, I’m a-[C]layin’ in [G]bed, The [G]sun of a buck jumped [C]onto my [G]head. I’m a-[C]layin’ here dyin’ and a-[F]hurtin’ real [C]bad, Now I [C]wish I’d listened [F]to my old [C]dad. When he [C]said son you’d better stop [F]foolin’ a[C]round, You’re [C]gonna get your guts stomped [F]into the [C]ground. You’ll come [F]flyin’ from the chute with your [C]tail up high, That [G]old buckin’ horse is gonna [C]throw ya in the sky, [F]When you come down you’re gonna [C]break your back. [STRUM] [G]Then we’ll all know you as Old [C]Crippled Up Jack, In a [G]wheelchair with a broken [C]back. |