Intro
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[Verse 1]
G G
He might have needed a longer look, he might have read an old Tschiffely's book,
G D
the truth will come with ten thousand miles in the saddle.
D D
He's seen a few good years between criollo ears
D G
and all he knows is the trail goes on and on, it goes on and on.
[Verse 2]
G G
He's the only one I know, pure as the driven yayo,
G D
drifting past the ghosts of Mancha and Gato.
D D
He's stacked a few good hopes from the Andean eastern slopes
D G
and all he knows is the trail goes on and on, it goes on and on.
[Chorus]
F C G
And he's the only long rider I know,
F C G G
and he's the only long rider I know.
[Verse 3]
G G
I'd kinda like to take his place issuing a long-reined equine grace,
G D
saddle tramping the world on the wind like a stranger.
C D
He's he'd a few good tears between criollo ears,
D G
and all he knows is the trail goes on and on, it goes on and on.
[Chorus]
F C G
And he's the only long rider I know,
F C
and he's the only long rider I [Interlude] know.
[Interlude]
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[Verse 4]
G G
I think I seen him in the second row at some forgotten UK show
G D
and God knows that's a long long way from the saddle.
D D
The whispering that he hears between criollo ears
D G
and all he knows is the tale goes on and on, it goes on and on.
[End-Chorus]
F C G
And he's the only long rider I know,
F C G
he's the only long rider I know.
F C G
Yeah, he's the only long rider I know,
F C
he's the only long rider I [Outro] know.
[Outro] (Fading Out)
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