Don't Call Him a Cowboy
Conway Twitty

A thanks to asf@neteze.com (Alice Franceschini) for providing the lyrics for 
this great song!

Intro:  F

F
So you came from New York city
        Bb              F
and you want to see the sights
F
You've heard all about those cowboys
          C
and those crazy Texas nights

  F
I see you've got your eye on something
Bb             F
leaning on the bar
        Bb                 F
But the toughest ride he's ever had
    C              F
was in his foreign car

CHORUS:
NC                  C
So don't call him a cowboy
                      F
until you've seen him ride
                C
Cause a Stetson hat and those fancy boots
                       F
don't tell ya what's inside no
          Bb
and if he ain't good in the saddle
         F             Dm
Lord you won't be satisfied
                    Bb
So don't call him a cowboy
  C                   F
until you've seen him ride


F
He's the Hollywood idea
       Bb              F
of the wild andd wooly west

In his french designer blue jeans
        C
and his custom tailored vest
    F
You think he's the real thing
      Bb                F
but I think you oughta know
Bb            F
He can't even make it through
   C          F
a one night rodeo No

Chorus
Chorus--one half step up:  F-F#; C-C#; Bb-B; Dm-Ebm