Date: 7/20/99; 12:33:32 AM
From: F450super@aol.com
Subject: Chris Ledoux : Born to follow rodeo

From: F450super@aol.com
Date: 7/17/99
Subject : Born To Follow Rodeo
Written by: Chris Ledoux
Album : Gold Buckle Dreams

BORN TO FOLLOW RODEO
  Bb
Faded old blue wranglers, dusty cowboy hat
                                                    F
pair of scuffed up boots upon your feet
                                                                     
can of pork n beans that you opened with your knife
                                                    Bb
it aint much but its all you've got to eat
             
You think of what your daddy said if your money should run low
                                                         Eb
just call ill send your busfare to come home
                                                         Bb
but you're just to proud to take it and home wont be the same
 F                                  Bb
now you've had a taste of rodeo

(Chorus)
       Eb                   F
You set out on the road
       Bb                               
to seek your boyhood dreams
        Eb              F               Bb
to satisfy the hunger in your soul
          Eb                    F
you wouldn't turn back now
  Bb          
even if you could
   Eb                       F      Bb       
you were born to follow rodeo

(modulate up to C)
 C
All your moneys gone
cept a twenty dollar bill
                                                    G
but thats your fees to enter old Cheyenne

and all thats in your favor is you and your try 
                                                    C
and a deep knawing desperately to win
         
as you step out on the highway with your thumb up in the air
                                                   F
in your mind a promise has been made

if this way of life don't kill you
      C
or you don't starve to death 
        G                                            C
you swear you'll be the champion someday   

(chorus 1x) 

(Chorus)
       F                      G
You set out on the road
      C                              
to seek your boyhood dreams
        F              G               C
to satisfy the hunger in your soul
          F                       G
you wouldn't turn back now
  C         
even if you could
  F                       G       C       
you were born to follow rodeo

(Fade with this verse)
   C
Faded old blue wranglers
Dusty cowboy hat                          G
Pair of scuffed up boots upon your feet
Can of pork n beans that you open with your knife
                                                    C
It aint much but its all you've got to eat