Cowboy Song
by Joe Purdy
From the album Canyon Joe


Tabbed by Kevin (liquoricewhip@hotmail.com)
Check out the Unofficial Joe Purdy Transcription site at www.kevin.host-ed.net/joepurdy

Capo III.  Note names are given relative to capo.

Hammer-ons on C chords.

C:
x32010
F:
133211
G:
320033

C (four measures; on the third hit G (E3) for the base note)


C                                                  F
Pick me up softly, I don't know the shape that I'm in
  G                                                                                    C
I dropped through the window, and down through the building and up to the front door again
C                                                                  F
There was a gunfight out in the moonlight to settle the matters at hand
   G                                                                       C
So pick me up stranger, pick me up softly, I don't know the shape that I'm in

(lead into chorus with:) (A3 D0 D2)
F                      C                       G                     C  
I did my best with my time in the west, and I tried not to leave anyone in distress
    F                          C                          G
And I have stood tall yeah and I've never lied, that's a lie
                F      C        G         F           C    G  (D3 D2 D0) C
But I've surely tried,   to do everything I could do right


C                                                        F
Well pick me up softly, I don't know how much I've been hurt
G                                                                         C
One bullet missed me, the other one kissed me, and left me to die in the dirt
   C                                                                          F
I killed every last man that shot down my Suzanne, it's over whatever it's worth
G                                                                           C
So pick me up stranger, pick me up softly, I don't know how much I've been hurt

(chorus)

C                                                     F
Well pick me up softly, I don't know how long I have left
G                                                                               C
Why am I not hurting?  But death is as certain as the bullet that lays at my chest
    C                                                                           F
I'm flooded with memories of people and sweet dreams and words to my favorite songs
     G                                                                                 C
Well I'll buy the last round if you'll lay my head down and sing one for me when I'm gone


(chorus with "we" instead of "I")