Rodeo Bum

E B A E E B A E Walking down the highway, holding my shoes E B A E Days first cigarette, yesterday blues E B A E Pistol in my left hand, whiskey in my right E C#m B E Shoot at the sun, drink away the night A B E A Cause I’m a high roller, out of controller C#m B E Lord I think I was born to run A B E A And with somebody’s loving, and some pushing and shoving A B C#m Look out Vegas, here I come A B C#m B A E 2x And the sun’s gonna shine, on this rodeo bum E B A E Dollar bill, all that’s left in my pocket E B A E Being broke it kills me, but there ain’t no way to stop it E B A E Four more shows just roll the dice and get my frill E C#m B E No man I’m paying at the office again A B E A Cause I’m a high roller, out of controller C#m B E Lord I think I was born to run A B E A And with somebody’s loving, and some pushing and shoving A B C#m Look out Vegas, here I come A B C#m B A E 2x And the sun’s gonna shine, on this rodeo bum E B A E Hotel bible, and a long look in the mirror E B A E Her voice on the telephone makes it all a little clear E B A E Damn the luck, damn the money, damn the pain E C#m B E Ride like you know some, make them learn your name A B E A Cause I’m a high roller, out of controller C#m B E Lord I think I was born to run A B E A And with somebody’s loving, and some pushing and shoving A B C#m Look out Vegas, here I come A B C#m B A E 2x And the sun’s gonna shine, on this rodeo bum