Riders In The Sky - Soon as the roundups through

Cl^Couds are rolling i^Fn across the v^Gally A n^Fight bird sings a l^Gonely m^Celody The c^Fattle are a b^Geddin' on the b^Canks of old red r^Fiver I can ^Dmhear em softly l^Amow in through the br^Geeze Fl^Cames are dying l^Fow now on the camp f^Gire and t^Fhree months on the tr^Gail are nearly g^Cone the e^Fcho of a c^Gyote's cry m^Cakes me give an e^Fmpty sigh don't t^Dmhink I've ever b^Ameen so all a^Glone

I m^Fiss your face I m^Giss your tender ki^Csses I m^Fiss your go^Glden hair all tied and b^Amlue ^{G F} it kinda g^Foes against my gr^Gain but I l^Cove you Liza J^Fane and I'll be r^Dmiding home s^Goon as the roundup's th^Crough

A y^Cear ago I sa^Fddled up my p^Gony s^Faid goodbye to y^Gou and all my fr^Ciends I fi^Fgured I might f^Gind my self w^Cay out on the trail so^Fmewhere but a^Dmll I found is a^Amnother crook and b^Gend I g^Cuess I was a cr^Fazy fool for le^Gaving it f^Felt like something ^GI just had to d^Co but I l^Feft a bigger p^Gart of this r^Coving cowboy h^Feart it o^Dmnly beats when a^Amir I think of y^Gou

I m^Fiss your face I m^Giss your tender ki^Csses I m^Fiss your golden h^Gair all tied and b^Amlue ^{G F} it kinda g^Foes against my gr^Gain but I l^Cove you Liza J^Fane and I'll be r^Dmiding home s^Goon as the roundup's th^Crough

it kinda g^Foes against my b^Grain but I l^Cove you Liza J^Fane and I'll be r^Dmiding home s^Goon as the roundup's th^Crough