She's a rounder I can ^Atell you that ^E She can sing 'em all night, ^Btoo ^E She'll raise hell about the ^Asleep she lost ^E But Even ^BCowgirls Get The ^EBlues.

Especially cowgirls, they're the g^Aypsy kind ^E And need their laid on 'em ^Bloose^E She's lived to see the world turned ^Aupside down ^E Hitchin' ^Brides out of the blues.^E

^EBut even cowgirls get the ^Ablues, sometimes Bound to don't know what to ^Edo, sometimes Get this feelin' like the ^Arestless wind ^B The only way she's ever ^Ebeen. ^{D C# E}

Lonely nights are out there ^Aon the road ^E Motel ceilings stares you ^Bdown ^E There must be safer ways to ^Apay your dues But Even ^BCowgirls Get The ^EBlues.