Rodeo Garth Brooks

Rodeo

Garth Brooks

MelodyMike

254
0:00 3:52
Afinación Estándar (E A D G B E)
Compás 4/4
Tonalidad: Em
Cejilla:
Sin cejilla

Letra

[Intro]
| + + G A | Em - - - | - - G A | Em - - - |
| - -

[Verse 1]
G A    Em
   His eyes are cold and restless
        A                        Em
And his wounds have almost healed
    A                    Em                A
And she'd give half of Texas Just to change
the way he feels
Em
  She knows his love's in Tulsa
             A
And she knows he's gonna go
       Em
But it ain't no woman flesh and blood
          B
It's that damned old rodeo, oh

[Chorus]
           Em
Well, it's bulls and blood
It's the dust and mud
         A                     Em
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
      B               D     G
He'll win the next go 'round
     Em
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
     A               Em
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
         B                  Em
And they call the thing rodeo 

[Pre-Verse]
G A Em G A    Em
          She does her best to hold him

[Verse 2]
     A                     Em
When his love comes to call
        A                   Em                  A
But his need for it controls  him and her back's
against the wall
Em
  And it's, "So long girl, I'll see you"
              A
When it's time for him to go
             Em
You know the woman wants her cowboy
        B
Like he wants his rodeo

[Chorus]
           Em
Well, it's bulls and blood
It's the dust and mud
         A                     Em
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
      B               D     G
He'll win the next go 'round
     Em
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
     A               Em
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
         B                  Em
And they call the thing rodeo 

[Pre-Verse]
G A Em G A      Em
          It'll drive a cowboy crazy

[Verse 3]
      A                   Em
It'll drive the man insane
          A                  Em
And he'll sell off everything  he owns
        A
Just to pay to play her game
Em
  And a broken home and some broken bones
   A
Is all he'll have to show
            Em                                    B
For all the years that he spent chasin' This dream
they call rodeo

[Chorus]
           Em
Well, it's bulls and blood
It's the dust and mud
         A                     Em
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
      B               D     G
He'll win the next go 'round
     Em
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
     A               Em
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
         B                  Em
And they call the thing rodeo 
It's the broncs and the blood
It's the steers and the mud

[Outro]
         B                  Em G A Em G A Em G A Em G A Em G A Em G A Em
And they call the thing rodeo 

[Fade Out]
| G A Em - | - - - - | G A - - |

Compases

[Intro]
| + + G A | Em - - - | - - G A | Em - - - |
| - -

[Verse 1]
       G  A | Em - - - | A - Em - | - - A - |
| Em - A  - | Em - - - | - - -  - | A - - - |
| -  - Em - | -  - B - | - -

His eyes are cold and restless
And his wounds have almost healed
And she'd give half of Texas Just to change
the way he feels
She knows his love's in Tulsa
And she knows he's gonna go
But it ain't no woman flesh and blood
It's that damned old rodeo, oh

[Chorus]
                            Em - | - - A - |
| Em - - - | - - B - | D  G Em - | - - A - |
| Em - - - | - - B - | Em - -  - | - -

Well, it's bulls and blood
It's the dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo

[Pre-Verse]
                                      G A |
| Em - - - | - - G A | Em - - - |

She does her best to hold him

[Verse 2]
                     | A Em |
| - A | Em A  | Em - | - -  |
| A - | -  Em | -  B | -

When his love comes to call
But his need for it controls  him and her back's
against the wall
And it's, "So long girl, I'll see you"
When it's time for him to go
You know the woman wants her cowboy
Like he wants his rodeo

[Chorus]
                                      Em - |
| - - A - | Em - - - | - - B - | D  G Em - |
| - - A - | Em - - - | - - B - | Em - -  - |
| - -

Well, it's bulls and blood
It's the dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo

[Pre-Verse]
      G A | Em - - - | - - G A | Em - - - |

It'll drive a cowboy crazy

[Verse 3]
| A Em | - A | Em A  | Em - |
| - -  | A - | -  Em | -  B |
| -

It'll drive the man insane
And he'll sell off everything  he owns
Just to pay to play her game
And a broken home and some broken bones
Is all he'll have to show
For all the years that he spent chasin' This dream
they call rodeo

[Chorus]
       Em - | - - A - | Em - - - | - - B - |
| D  G Em - | - - A - | Em - - - | - - B - |
| Em - -  - | - - - - |

Well, it's bulls and blood
It's the dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo
It's the broncs and the blood
It's the steers and the mud

[Outro]
                     | B - Em - | - - - - |
| G A Em - | - - - - | G A Em - | - - - - |
| G A Em - | - - - - | G A Em - | - - - - |
| G A Em - | - - - - | G A Em - | - - - - |

And they call the thing rodeo

[Fade Out]
| G A Em - | - - - - | G A - - |

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