Аккорды Ian Munsick - Cowboy Killer (feat. Ryan Charles)

CAPO: 4th FRET

INTRO:
Bm D G
Bm D G

VERSE:
            Bm                  D               G
Turns every hat when she walks through that door
             Bm                  D        G
Ain't never seen a cowgirl like her before
         Bm                    D
She got lips like rattlesnake venom
           G
She don't miss and that wrangler denim
           Bm                 D         G
Break her heart and make you beg for mo-re

CHORUS:
         Bm     D           G
She's a cowboy killer-er-er-er (er er er)
         Bm     D           G
She's a cowboy killer-er-er-er--er-er-er

        Bm                  D
She'll light you up like a loaded gun
 G
Clouds of smoke, no filter

         Bm     D           G                   Bm
She's a cowboy killer-er-er-er--er-er-er--er-er-er

 Bm     D    G
Cowboy killer
 Bm     D    G
Cowboy killer

VERSE:
                     Bm                          D        G
If you think you're trucking, buck, well go and get it do-ne
        Bm                     D           G
Let me tell you, brother, she ain't the o-one
                Bm                   D
She's wild and free like those wide open spaces
 G
Beamers all bodacious

CHORUS:
         Bm     D           G
She's a cowboy killer-er-er-er (er er er)
         Bm     D           G
She's a cowboy killer-er-er-er--er-er-er

        Bm                  D
She'll light you up like a loaded gun
 G
Clouds of smoke, no filter

         Bm     D            G        Bm
She's a cowboy killer-er-er-er--er-er-er


BREAK:

Look (ay)

          Bm                  D
She that beautiful face, want it all over
        G
Want a smoke, wake and sign ya and then she'll ghost ya

   Bm                      D
A pistol partner straight out the holster
                       G
A cowboy killer, here comes the vultures

 Bm                     D
Kill more outlaws than Billy the Kid
        G
A real Billy nightly now dash the crate

   Bm                D
A gypsy dolly gotta watch your tricks
            G
You better pray to the Lord that she lets your in

                G                     Bm
She's on every wanted poster in this town, town, town
                G
If you're on a high, high horse, she'll shoot you down

OUTRO:
         Bm     D           G
She's a cowboy killer-er-er-er (she a cowboy killer)
         Bm     D           G
She's a cowboy killer-er-er-er (she a cowboy killer)
        Bm                  D
She'll light you up like a loaded gun
 G
Clouds of smoke, no filter

         Bm     D            G              D
She's a cowboy killer-er-er-er--er-er-er-er-er

Cowboy killer