Dyin Breed

G G G G G I Like To Slow Dance G With A Young Thing C To An Old Melody. D A Full-figured Woman, Who Can Really, G Hold It Against Me. G And When I Drink A Little Beer, C My Words Don't Come Out PC. Am Brother, You And Me, D G Are The Last Of A Dying Breed. G I Like To Ride My Horse, G To The Pasture C And Just Look At The Cows, D And Maybe Roll One Up, In The Saddle, G And Just Mellow Out. G Sometimes I Sit On A Barstool, G C And Lie, To, Them, Barmaids Til 3. Am Brother, You And Me, D G Are The Last Of A Dyin Breed. C D They Don't Make Em Like Us Anymore. G Not Like They Did Before. G A Still Country Down To The Core, D Just Two Old Dinosaurs. G I Love Them Ol' Western Movies C (pause) With A Two-fisted Story D And I Still Get A Lump In My Throat, G When They Wave Ol' Glory. G A Two-inch Steak, C And A Cheap Cigar Is My Creed. Am Brother, You And Me, D G Are The Last Of A Dyin Breed. G C D G G C D They Don't Make Em Like Us Anymore. G Not Like They Did Before. G A Still Country Down To The Core, D Just Two Old Dinosaurs. G Now If We Make It To Heaven, G C Those Honky-tonk Angles Will Sing. Am Brother, You And Me, D G We're The Last Of A Dyin Breed. Am Brother, You And Me, D G Were The Last Of A Dying Breed. G