Cowboy Song

F# B When a cowboy says women he means two different kinds F# B F# There's the real kind and then there's the kind in his mind, and D B E The real kind is a mystery that he can't understand B E B Ebm But the mind kind he knows like the palm of his hand B E B F# B Oh the mind kind he knows like the palm of his hand E So up get along doggy Bm B Little doggy get along Eb B The nights are the prairie are lonely and long F# B And he'll camp down in the canyon E the moon lights the land E F# B And he'll meet that old lady that he understands F# B Oh he'll meet that old lady that he understands E B So Buck get your fiddle and play me that song Db F# Db About the two kinds of women and the nights that are long, and B E B Camp down in the canyon, ladies so fine Eb B And the one about how cowboys jack off all the time E F# B Oh the one about how cowboys jack off all the time E And it's up get along doggy B Little doggy get along Eb B The nights on the prairie are lonely and long F# B And old Buck loves to play E 'Cause buck knows it's true E F# B You know deep in his heart he's the damn cowboy too F# B I guess deep in our hearts we're all damn cowboys too