verse 1 Am G F E Sleep in a bedroll of canvas Am G E No-see-ems feed on your ears Am G F E Wind blows the dust just like buckshot Am G E And I ain?t never seen it rain much out here Am G F E Smell your own sweat in the evenin? Am G E Wash up at the galvanized tank F G Nearest town?s forty miles C Am The cook here he don?t smile F E Am And all these young horses are rankverse 2 Am G F E Cold fingers stiff in the mornin? Am G E By noon it?s a hundred and three Am G F E Five year old slicks in the canyon Am G E And never a hint of a breeze Am G F E Jug-headed hollow-backed ponies Am G E Provide all with hours of grief F G C Am There?s snakes in the shade, and Choya on the grade F G Am And half a ton of grit between my teethF G C Am But, come a ti-yi-yippee-yi-o, on the back of my Caballo F G E I whoopie tie one on when I can F G C Am My spurs, they don?t ring much, I never did sing much F E Am G F E Am G F E But I?m sure enough, a Buckaroo ManF G C Am But, come a ti-yi-yippee-yi-o, on the back of my caballo F G E I whoopie tie one on when I can F G C Am My spurs, they don?t ring much, I never did sing much F E Am But I?m sure enough, a Buckaroo Man F G C Am But, come a ti-yi-yippee-yi-o, on the back of my caballo F G E I whoopie tie one on when I can F G C Am My spurs, they don?t ring much, I never did sing much F E Am G F E But I?m sure enough, a Buckaroo Man E Am A Buckaroo Man