E              E/G#         A           E 
1: Starin' at the south end of north bound cattle 
                  C#m        B 
   Slavin' in the saddle all day 
          E         E/G#         A            F# 
   You've got to be some kind of natural born fool 
      E/B               B    A    E   B 
   To want to live your life this way 

2: Well it can't be the cooking, it sure ain't the money 

   The devil made the horse that I ride 

   The days are too long and the nights are too short 

   And the boss ain't never satisfied 

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   E         E/G#  A    E               C#m   F#m  B 
So what am I doing here Lord, what am I doing here 
        E         E/G#      A         F# 
There's got to be something better up there 
   E/B       A     E 
So what am I doing here
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BRIDGE 
C#m                       G#m 
Sometimes I wonder in the lightning and the thunder 
     A             B     E      G#7 
If a cowboy's even got a prayer 
    C#m                          G#m 
And why'd you have to make it so hard down here 
     F#7                          B 
When things are so much better up there 
3: Now the Lord called his angels all around the throne 
   Said boys I must be wastin' my time 
   'Cause I thought I gave the cowboy a pretty good life 
   Now he's complaining 'till the day he dies 
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