Eli Moore Band - A Cowboys Last Song Chords

[Verse]
Am
Well they say where I am going
Am                      C/B      C       Am
There's a mansion where God hath rid the night
      Am
But I lie beneath a sky of stars in a
Am                C/B        C     Am
farmhouse with my hot as the devil wife
Am
They say the streets are gold with gemstones
Am                    C/B            C Am
But I'm a rhinestone, dirt road kind of man
Am
It's a city built for glory
Am                    C/B       C   Am
But Lord give me that open prairie land
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
N.C.
Cause if heaven ain't like Texas
N.C.
I'll make it so, Amen
 
 
[Chorus]
               F
When I ride on high
              C                      G
They'll see a man like they have never seen
       Am          G
Flying off my Palomino roping
               F
on them golden streets
F                                                              Am
And I'll have heaven lookin like Texas before you're back with me
 
 
[Verse]
    Am
The day my boots step through them gates
Am                C/B      C      Am
A tumbleweed will roll across the road
Am
Saint Peter willa traded for some wranglers
Am                    C/B     C   Am
To keep the dust from ruining his robes
Am
The Lord Almighty on His stallion
Am                   C/B       C Am
Will be leading my trusty Silvertone
Am
And we'll ride along the caprock
Am                  C/B       C Am
Toward a sunrise He made in Amarillo
 
 
[Pre-Chorus]
N.C.
Hell, if heaven ain't like Texas
N.C.
We'll damn well make it so
 
 
[Chorus]
               F
When I ride on high
              C                      G
They'll see a man like they have never seen
       Am          G
Flying off my Palomino roping
               F
on them golden streets
F                                                              Am
And I'll have heaven lookin like Texas before you're back with me
 
 
[Instrumental]
F F G Am
F F G Am
 
 
[Chorus]
               F
When I ride on high
              C                      G
They'll see a man like they have never seen
       Am          G
Flying off my Palomino roping
               F
on them golden streets
F                                                              Am
And I'll have heaven lookin like Texas before you're back with me
 
 
[Bridge]
        F
And I'm moving on, moving on, moving on,
G                  Am     G
moving on but I'm riding
   F
So move along, move along, move along
G                  Am     G
My baby, oh baby I pray
         F                                      G               Am     G
Ya gotta move along, move along, move along, oh baby, baby keep trying
          F
Cause I'm moving on, moving on, moving on
G                  Am     G
Oh baby, it'll be ok
 
 
[Chorus]
               F
When I ride on high
              C                      G
They'll see a man like they have never seen
       Am          G
Flying off my Palomino roping
               F
on them golden streets
F                                                              Am
And I'll have heaven lookin like Texas before you're back with me