Tom: D A A7 D Let's have a hand for that young cowboy A And wish him better luck next time. E7 I hope we'll see him up in Fargo A A7 Or somewhere farther down the line D This time he sure drew a bad one A One that nobody could ride E7 By the way he pulled his hat on A You know he'd be there for the fight [Chorus] A7 D G D And it's the classic contradiction A The unavoidable affliction. E7 And it don't take much to predict, son A A7 The way it always goes D G D 'Cause one day she says she loves you A And the next she'll be tired of you E7 N' push'll always come to shove you A On that midnight rodeo [Instrumental] A7 D He almost made it to the buzzer A Somehow he gave up in the end E7 He put one hand around the other A A7 And let that pick-up man on in D It was his last chance to ride it A Now he'll have to move along E7 But he knows back in his mind, that A He won't be away for long [Chorus] A7 D G D So let's have a hand for that young cowboy A And wish him better luck next time E7 I hope we'll see him up in Fargo A Or somewhere farther down the line