DG
Another lonely motel room another lonely night
DA
I gotta ride on a bronc called Certain Doom and I need to show 85
DG
Money's tight and mornings are rough 'cause at night I toss and turn
DAD
Thinkin' I should change my course and head on home to her
D
And I'm wonderin' if I'm broken down
G
Thinkin' I should turn around
DA
Pack up my belongings and go home
D
But there's something I feel down inside
G
Must be damned old foolish pride
DA
And the dream of ridin' someday in the Dome
D
Keeps me coming back each time
AD
Me and my crazy old mesquite cowboy mind
Another 7 second ride, just a second shy of rent
She's searching through the mail for the check I never sent
Lately I've been getting thrown, landing hard and tasting dirt
But it's not broken bones it's a broken heart that's causin' me to hurt
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.