G C G C C D

G
We traveled down the road to bout every rodeo
         C
We could make the entry for
G
Me and my bud our Chaps and our spurs
       C
And an old '65 four door
D                           G     C
Chris Ledoux playin' on the radio
C                                  D
Not a care in the world except the next big rodeo

                   C          G
Cause we're roughstock riders
Em           C
Taming Shoot fighters
     Am
On a train they will stop for no one
                D
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
    C                    G
And some folks say we're crazy
Em               C
Some just plum insane
    Am             D
But I know we were born to play this game

[Bridge]
G C G C C D

     G
It's not the kind of life most would want for their son
          C
It's seen many a man come undone
        G
And get stomped in the ground
And there's nothing that a clown
    C
Can do when your time has come
    D
But down the road with a little bit of luck
      G            C
And a whole lot of try
              C
There'll be a gold buckle waiting
       D
At the end of the next ride

[Chorus]
            C          G
Cause we're roughstock riders
Em           C
Taming Shoot fighters
     Am
On a train they will stop for no one
                D
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
    C                    G
And some folks say we're crazy
Em               C
Some just plum insane
    Am             D                 Em 
But I know we were born to play this game

[Bridge]
C Em C C D

[Chorus]
            C          G
Cause we're roughstock riders
Em           C
Taming Shoot fighters
     Am
On a train they will stop for no one
                D
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
    C                    G
And some folks say we're crazy
Em               C
Some just plum insane
    Am             D                 Em   A7
But I know we were born to play this game
C              D                 G   C G C C D  G
I know we were born to play this game