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Capo 1

G
      G
He's riding the plains living up to his name
        C                        G
As the next to the last true romantic
    C                        G
He knows that his story is tragic
              Am
But he can't rest
          D
Til he's next
    G
To you

        G
All the girls know his fame the men curse his name
          C                        G
And they talk about him like he's magic
              C                       G
But he's the next to the last true romantic
             Am
And he can't rest
         D
Til he's next
   G
To you

            C
He's stolen hearts like they're horses
    C  C        C      C        G
And horses when hearts can't be found
          C                       C            C   C     D
He keeps riding from one horse to one horse to one horse towns
             
(It gets him down)


     G
He know's he's a fool to get caught up with you
              C                       G
But he's the next to the last true romantic
          C                        G
He can't let go of love once he's had it
              Am
And he can't rest
          D
Til he's next
    G
To you


                  C
There's always whiskey and women
    C  C      C   C   G
And women and whiskey around
          C                          C        C     C       D
He can't tell which is worse to be dying of thirst or to drown
             
(It gets him down)


        G
So he smiles through the pain he pinched Estelle he danced with Jane
           C                         G
Sometimes even he don't know how he stands it
              C                       G
But he's the next to the last true romantic
              Am
And he can't rest
          D
Til he's next
    G
To you
             Am
And he can't rest
          D
Til he's next
    G
To you