G
a cigarrette was all he had

           Bb                           C           G

when his decision came into my head
         
the other sad morning we'd reached a true sound

Bb                                              C            G

his hands a-bleeding, he was singin' a song

                  Bb            A             G
about the wild, and his living eyes wild

                  Bb            A                     G

about the time, and its silly jokes, old times

                                   Bb        A

the cowboy has the money

                 G

but he cannot see.

                                   Bb       C

the cowboy has the money

                 G

but he cannot see.

G       

understand me, i ain't got no birds

   Bb                                      C                  G

i cannot hear singings, not any word of love
                    
when he was in jail i can remember well

                              Bb                                 C                       G

there were many stories to be told and hearts to swell (so well).

                                  Bb         A

the cowboy has the money

                 G

but he cannot see

                                   Bb        C

the cowboy has the money

                 G

but he cannot see

                                   Bb        A

the cowboy has the money

                                                G

don’t you think he's already been paid

                                   Bb        C

the cowboy has the money                  

                      G                   (Bb  A  G      Bb  C)

he's already been paid?

G                                                          Bb   C

understand me, i ain't got no words