Gillian Welch - When a cowboy trades his spurs for wings

Let me ^Ctell you buddy, there's a faster gun Dadd4add9 G coming over yonder, when tomorrow comes Let me ^Ctell you buddy, and it won't be l^Fong 'til you ^Cfind yourself singing your la^Gst cowboy s^Cong

Yippie k^Gi yi yay, when the r^Found up e^Cnds Yippie k^Gi yi yay, and the ca^Fmpfire d^Gims Yippie k^Ci yi yay, he shouts and he ^Fsings, When a c^Cowboy trades his ^Gspurs for ^Cwings

When they ^Cwrap my body in the bindling sheet Dadd4add9 G7 and they take my six irons and pull the boots from my feet Unsa^Cddle my pony, she'll be itchin' to r^Foam I'll be ^Chalfway to heaven, under h^Gorsepower of my ^Cown

Yippie k^Gi yi yay, when the r^Found up e^Cnds Yippie k^Gi yi yay, and the ca^Fmpfire d^Gims ^G7 Yippie k^Ci yi yay, he shouts and he ^Fsings When a c^Cowboy trades his ^Gspurs for ^Cwings

Yippie ^Gki yi yay, I'm ^Fglory ^Cbound No m^Gore jingle jangle I'll ^Flay my guns ^Gdown Yippie ^Cki yi yay, he shouts and he ^Fsings When a ^Ccowboy trades his ^Gspurs for ^Cwings