Chris Ledoux - Some things never change

R^Cisin' time's at f^Give, the r^Fed sun is still s^Cleepin' My p^Fillow is my s^Caddle, the s^Gtars are my ceilin' My w^Chole body's a^Gchin', I got a y^Foung colt needin' b^Creakin' But ya k^Fnow I can't comp^Clain, t^Fhank God s^Gome things never c^Change ^G

^CThere's a storm somewhere that's b^Grewin' as t^Fhese old bones are c^Creakin' The c^Fows will soon be d^Cown and t^Fhat old roof a l^Geakin' Got a t^Cruck that needs some t^Gendin' and some f^Fences needin' m^Cendin' And I k^Fnow it must sound s^Ctrange, but t^Fhank God s^Gome things never c^Change ^G

They f^Fenced in all the free land and o^Cil wells run the range L^Fong gone are the cattle drives since they b^Crought in the trains But the h^Dmard work and the f^Friendships still rem^Cain T^Fhank God s^Gome things never c^Change ^G

O^Cut here where n^Gature rules each d^Fay's a different b^Cattle And i^Ft still takes a m^Can w^Gorkin' in the saddle No mach^Cine can break a b^Gay or b^Fring in a lonely s^Ctray So I g^Fuess I will rem^Cain, t^Fhank God s^Gome things never c^Change ^G

Yeah it l^Fooks like this old cowboy will rem^Gain T^Fhank God s^Gome things never c^Change