Artist: Dougie Maclean
[CHORUS]
[G] (strike) [D]
Look here comes a northern cowboy
[G]He just rode in from [D]Aberdeen
[Am]He's got money in his [C]pockets
And blisters like you've never ever [D]seen
[G]Don't let him fool you with the [D]stories
[G]Of all the money he has [D]made
[Am]I've been looking along the north-east [C]coastline
And those cowboys have already dug its [D]grave
[CHORUS]
[G] (strike) [D]
Look here comes a northern cowboy
[G]He just rode in from [D]Aberdeen
[Am]He's got money in his [C]pockets
And blisters like you've never ever [D]seen
[G]Don't let him fool you with the [D]stories
[G]Of all the money he has [D]made
[Am]I've been looking along the north-east [C]coastline
And those cowboys have already dug its [D]grave
[VERSE]
[G]There was a time when we were [D]happy
[G]With the simple pleasures that we [D]knew
[Am]And then one day it started [C]raining
And a very ugly storm began to [D]brew
[G]It wasn't long before we [D]noticed
[G]That the people had a fever in their [D]eyes
[Am]They were taking all the things they'd been [C]preserving
And going out and throwing them up into the [D]skies
[CHORUS]
[G] (strike) [D]
Look here comes a northern cowboy
[G]He just rode in from [D]Aberdeen
[Am]He's got money in his [C]pockets
And blisters like you've never ever [D]seen
[G]Don't let him fool you with the [D]stories
[G]Of all the money he has [D]made
[Am]I've been looking along the north-east [C]coastline
And those cowboys have already dug its [D]grave
[VERSE]
[G]Once the money started [D]moving
[G]The fever spread from door to [D]door
[Am]And all the young girls started [C]selling
Something they had never sold [D]before
[G]The people spun around in [D]circles
[G]Confusion cluttering their [D]minds
[Am]Their lives were being drawn from [C]them
By bastards of a hundred different [D]kinds
[CHORUS]
[G] (strike) [D]
Look here comes a northern cowboy
[G]He just rode in from [D]Aberdeen
[Am]He's got money in his [C]pockets
And blisters like you've never ever [D]seen
[G]Don't let him fool you with the [D]stories
[G]Of all the money he has [D]made
[Am]I've been looking along the north-east [C]coastline
And those cowboys have already dug its [D]grave
[VERSE]
[G]So come all ye northern [D]cowboys
[G]Get back down here upon the [D]farm
[Am]Leave the salt wind to the [C]sailors
Leave the North Sea to the [D]storm
[G]And one day when it's all [D]over
[G]And you're hanging up your saddles and your [D]guns
[Am]You'll look around this oil-stained [C]country
And you'll wish to Christ it never had [D]begun
[G] (strike) [D]
Look here comes a northern cowboy
[G]He just rode in from [D]Aberdeen
[Am]He's got money in his [C]pockets
And blisters like you've never ever [D]seen
[G]Don't let him fool you with the [D]stories
[G]Of all the money he has [D]made
[Am]I've been looking along the north-east [C]coastline
And those cowboys have already dug its [D]grave
[CHORUS]
[G] (strike) [D]
Look here comes a northern cowboy
[G]He just rode in from [D]Aberdeen
[Am]He's got money in his [C]pockets
And blisters like you've never ever [D]seen
[G]Don't let him fool you with the [D]stories
[G]Of all the money he has [D]made
[Am]I've been looking along the north-east [C]coastline
And those cowboys have already dug its [D]grave
[VERSE]
[G]There was a time when we were [D]happy
[G]With the simple pleasures that we [D]knew
[Am]And then one day it started [C]raining
And a very ugly storm began to [D]brew
[G]It wasn't long before we [D]noticed
[G]That the people had a fever in their [D]eyes
[Am]They were taking all the things they'd been [C]preserving
And going out and throwing them up into the [D]skies
[CHORUS]
[G] (strike) [D]
Look here comes a northern cowboy
[G]He just rode in from [D]Aberdeen
[Am]He's got money in his [C]pockets
And blisters like you've never ever [D]seen
[G]Don't let him fool you with the [D]stories
[G]Of all the money he has [D]made
[Am]I've been looking along the north-east [C]coastline
And those cowboys have already dug its [D]grave
[VERSE]
[G]Once the money started [D]moving
[G]The fever spread from door to [D]door
[Am]And all the young girls started [C]selling
Something they had never sold [D]before
[G]The people spun around in [D]circles
[G]Confusion cluttering their [D]minds
[Am]Their lives were being drawn from [C]them
By bastards of a hundred different [D]kinds
[CHORUS]
[G] (strike) [D]
Look here comes a northern cowboy
[G]He just rode in from [D]Aberdeen
[Am]He's got money in his [C]pockets
And blisters like you've never ever [D]seen
[G]Don't let him fool you with the [D]stories
[G]Of all the money he has [D]made
[Am]I've been looking along the north-east [C]coastline
And those cowboys have already dug its [D]grave
[VERSE]
[G]So come all ye northern [D]cowboys
[G]Get back down here upon the [D]farm
[Am]Leave the salt wind to the [C]sailors
Leave the North Sea to the [D]storm
[G]And one day when it's all [D]over
[G]And you're hanging up your saddles and your [D]guns
[Am]You'll look around this oil-stained [C]country
And you'll wish to Christ it never had [D]begun
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