This Is A Novice Chorded Song, So Lets Keep It Simple To PlayIntroVerse 1A Young Cowboy Went Riding To Find A Place You Never Grow OldRan Into The Horizon, Thinks He Found That Pot Of GoldI Rang That Dinner Bell, Threw Out A Long LassoI Begged And Pleaded For A Couple Years He Never Came HomeChorusYou’re Flying High, I’m Crying BlindYou’re Laughing Seven Inches From The SunI’m Here Picking Up The PiecesMaybe You’re The Lucky OneVerse 2Come Back As A HummingbirdWhip-Poor-Will In A Holler Down LowThe Wind Through A Willow Tree, A Little Voice In My SoulChorusYou’re Flying High, I’m Crying BlindYou’re Laughing Seven Inches From The SunI’m Here Picking Up The PiecesMaybe You’re The Lucky OneOutroMaybe You’re The Lucky OneSoloA Young Cowboy Went Riding To Find A Place You Never Call Home
