Date: 1/6/98; 9:43:25 PM
From: cowboy@laughlin.net (Ken Bennett)
Subject: "Seventeen" by "Chris LeDoux"

Seventeen
Chris LeDoux
Transcribed by Ken Bennett

Though I've been listening to Chris for nearly 20 years, this is rapidly
becoming one of my favorites.

INTRO
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Spoken (with intro tab in background):

When he was 5 years old his mom took him down to the round corral, to
watch his dad work the young horse they called Smokey

Man, did that horse buck

But his old dad just sat up there and rode him like there was nothinâ to
it, Right then, the boy gained a whole new respect for the man

And from that day on, he knew that when he grew up he wanted to be a
cowboy

Verse 1
D          A               G                D
Seventeen, cowboysâ dreams ainât on fixinâ fences
                   A               G       A
Once heâs seen Îem ride in old Cheyenne
D                     A
Ranch routine and his old manâs schemes

G                    D
This ainât where his heart is
                 A          G        A
But you know his daddy understands

Verse 2
D              A              G                      D
Noonday comes, father and son sit down and eat their dinner
             A           G     A
Beneath that big Wyoming sky
    D                      A
His daddy knows heâs gotta let him go
    G              D
The boy canât be a winner
            A                    G      A
If he donât spread his wings and fly


Chorus
Bm         A                G                 D
And in his mind heâs riding bulls down in Las Vegas
Bm            A               G
Soon heâll be on a train that leads to Santa Fe
D              A       G               D
Sweet voice of freedom echoes down the ages
              A             G
Calls another cowboy on his way

Repeat Intro tab

Verse 3
D                     A           G                    D
Fencinâs done and the morning sun finds him packed and ready
                 A                         G        A
Momma kissed his cheek and then she went inside
D                    A
His old man, well he shook his hand, said,
 G                 D
ãSon, you ride Îem prettyä
               A                    G       A
Didnât see the tears that his momma cried


Chorus
Bm         A                G                 D
And in his mind heâs riding bulls down in Las Vegas
Bm         A               G
Today heâs on a train that leads to Santa Fe
D              A       G               D
Sweet voice of freedom echoes down the ages
              A             G
Calls another cowboy on his way

Repeat Intro tab and end