Lyle Lovett - Which way does that old pony run

Wh^Cen I was a^G very young man I was a^C cowbo^Gy, the best in the land But then^G she ^G7settle^Cd me^A7 down with a touch of her hand Now I'm ^Gbeg^Dging you mister Tell ^Cme if ^Gyou can

Which ^Cway does th^Gat old pony run Which^C way d^Goes that old pony run And ho^Gw muc^G7h is that saddle And a ^Cstraig^A7ht shooting gun Whic^Gh way^D does t^Ghat old pony run

Now ^Ca young girl, she don't know whe^Gn she's lying But a^C woman, grea^Gt God, she knows how its done So ma^Gma be^G7fore I g^Co,^A7 there's just one thing on my mind Whi^Gch wa^Dy doe^Cs that old^G pony run

Whi^Cch way does th^Gat old pony run Whi^Cch way doe^Gs that old pony run And h^Gow mu^G7ch is that saddle And a^C straig^A7ht shooting gun Whi^Gch wa^Dy d^Coe^Gs that old pony run

So th^Cis good life you know I must ^Gleave Yo^Cur new ^Gcar and your color TV But what^G's ^G7rich^Ces^A7 to you, just ain't riches to me And if you'r^Ge s^Dtaying out here Then I^C'm h^Geaded back east

Which ^Cway does th^Gat old pony run Whi^Cch way d^Goes that old pony run And ho^Gw m^G7uch is that saddle And a ^Cstrai^A7ght shooting gun Whi^Gch wa^Dy does^C that^G old pony run