Capo: 4th fret
[Verse 1]
G Am7 G
G
She was just passing through on a pub,
D Em
crawling that little east Texas town.
C
Never seen her kind of pretty 'round here,
D G G/F#
So I walked up and sat down.
Em D
And asked her if she'd ever had
C G G/F#
A cowboy try and steal her heart.
Em C
Bought her a drink down off the top shelf,
D G Am7 G
And we talked 'til they closed the bar.
[Chorus]
G
Yeah her whiskey-colored eyes
C Em
Pierced right down into my soul
C
As we waltzed in three quarter time
D
To some Texas country gold.
G
But I woke up in Amarillo
C Em
Just this empty bed and me,
C
'Cause you know cowboys and angels
D G Am7 G
We ain't always meant to be.
[Verse 2]
G
I found a note there on the table
D Em
Taken down in lipstick-red.
C D
She wrote "Thank you for a good time, cowboy",
G G/F#
And that was all it said.
Em
As I walked out the door
D C G G/F#
And looked up at the sky, all I could think
Em C
Was maybe she was looking up there too,
D G Am7 G
And dreamin' about me.
[Chorus]
G
Yeah her whiskey-colored eyes
C Em
Pierced right down into my soul
C
As we waltzed in three quarter time
D
To some Texas country gold.
G
But I woke up in Amarillo
C Em
Just this empty bed and me,
C
'Cause you know cowboys and angels
D Em
We ain't always meant to be
C
You know cowboys and angels
D G Am7 G
We ain't always meant to be.
[Verse 1]
She was just passing through on a pub,
crawling that little east Texas town.
Never seen her kind of pretty 'round here,
So I walked up and sat down.
And asked her if she'd ever had
A cowboy try and steal her heart.
Bought her a drink down off the top shelf,
And we talked 'til they closed the bar.
[Chorus]
Yeah her whiskey-colored eyes
Pierced right down into my soul
As we waltzed in three quarter time
To some Texas country gold.
But I woke up in Amarillo
Just this empty bed and me,
'Cause you know cowboys and angels
We ain't always meant to be.
[Verse 2]
I found a note there on the table
Taken down in lipstick-red.
She wrote "Thank you for a good time, cowboy",
And that was all it said.
As I walked out the door
And looked up at the sky, all I could think
Was maybe she was looking up there too,
And dreamin' about me.
[Chorus]
Yeah her whiskey-colored eyes
Pierced right down into my soul
As we waltzed in three quarter time
To some Texas country gold.
But I woke up in Amarillo
Just this empty bed and me,
'Cause you know cowboys and angels
We ain't always meant to be
You know cowboys and angels
We ain't always meant to be.
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