Cowboys and Sailors chords - Roger Creager

See also: Creager Roger Lyrics
Key of B-flat (Played like key of A, with capo on first fret)
Tab’d from Youtube Video by jdp.

Intro

A  Bm7  C#m7 C#m7 Bm7   A  bm7  A  (Slide up to C#m7)

(The intro chords are played in various places in the song. I call the 
 chords A bm7 and c#m7 with an open A string.  Some might
 use chords calls: A E D, where E and D are played like a bar’d open C chord,
 with an open A string. Watch the video to see what 
 I mean.  It’s pretty easy)

A                                      Bm
There’s a long line of freedom, passed down in my name.
    E                         D              A       (A Bm7 C#m7 C#m7 Bm7 A)
Like rum and rye whiskey, it runs through my veins.
    A                       bm
The wayfaring soles of the sage and the sea,
    E         D          A
The cowboys, sailors and me.  (A Bm7  A)

Well no jail and no woman can hold me for long.
They’ll wake in the morning and I’ll be gone.
& some things in this world were meant to be free
like cowboys, sailors and me.

Chorus 1
         F#m               D       F#m             A
Yeah but I ran off with a circus, chasing my insanity.
         F#m                  A                      E    E-sus   E
There’s ports and harbors and oceans that I’ve never seen.
         F#m                     D 
Hey but I’m out here doing what I love.
    A                               D
So tonight when you’re down on your knees,
 A              A/G#-bass  F#m         E            D          E           A
Would you say a prayer for cowboys and sailors and sad guitar players like me. (A Bm7 C#m7 C#m7 Bm7 A)
 

Now this path that I’ve chosen, it never seems to end.
And I know this highway like the back of my hand.
So I trade my living for all these songs that I sing,
‘Bout cowboys and sailors and me.

Chorus 2

Yeah but I ran off with a circus, I’m free as a lone tumbleweed..
And there’s places and wide open spaces that I’ve never seen.
Hey but I’m out here doing what I love.
So tonight when you’re down on your knees,
Would you say a prayer for cowboys and sailors and sad guitar players like me.

Cause I make my living, singing songs about women
And cowboys, and sailors and me

Cause I make my living, ‘singing songs about.. (Ad lib and end).

[Thanks to Jim Parker for tabs]