Cowboy In The Jungle (ver. 2)

[INTRO: ] Ocultar tablatura E|--7--5--3--|-2--0--------------|----------------|-- B|-----------|-------3-----1--0--|-----1----------|-- G|--7--5--4--|-2--0-----0--------|-------0----0---|-- D|-----------|-------4-----2--0--|-0h2-----2------|-- A|-----------|-------------------|----------------|-- E|-----------|-------------------|------------3---|-- (G)There's a cowboy in the jungle And he (Am)looks so out of place With his (D)shrimpskin boots and his cheap cheroots And his (C)skin as (D)white as (G)paste (G)Headin' south to Paraguay Where the (Am)Gauchos sing and shout Now he's (D)stuck in Porto Bello Since his (C)money (D)all ran (G)out C/G G (G)So he hangs out with the sailors Night and (Am)day they're raisin' hell And his (D)original destination's Just another (C)story that he (D)loves to (G)tell (G)With no plans for the future He still (Am)seems in control From a (D)bronco ride to a ten foot tide He just (C)had to (D)learn to (G)roll Chorus: (C)Roll (D)with the (G)punches (C)Played all (D)of his (G)hunches (C)Made the best of whate(G)ver came his (D)way (C)What he (D)lacked in (G)ambition He made up (C)with (D)intuition Em (C)Plowin' straight (D)ahead come what (G)may C/G D/G C/G G (G)Steel band in the distance And their (Am)music floats across the bay While (D)American women in moomoos Talk about (C)all the things they (D)did (G)today (G)And their husbands quack about fishing As they (Am)slug those rum drinks down Discussing (D)who caught what and who sat on his butt But it's the (C)only (D)show in (G)town Chorus: They're (C)tryin' to drink (D)all the (G)punches They (C)all may (D)lose their (G)lunches (C)Tryin' to cram lost (G)years into five or six (D)days (C)Seems that (D)blind (G)ambition Erased (C)their (D)intuition Em (C)Plowin' straight (D)ahead come what (G)may C/G D/G C/G G (F)But I don't want to (C)live on that kind of (G)island No (F)I don't want to (C)swim in a roped-off (G)sea Too much for (Em)me, too much for (A)me (C)I've got to be where the (D)wind and the water are (G)free C/G D/G C/G G (G)Alone on a midnight passage I can (Am)count the falling stars While the (D)Southern Cross and the satellites They (C)remind me of (D)where we (G)are (G)Spinning around in circles (Am)Living it day to day And still (D)twenty four hours may be sixty good years It's (C)really not that (D)long a (G)stay We've gotta (C)roll (D)with the (G)punches (C)Learn to play (C)all of (D)our (G)hunches Make the best of whatever (G)comes your (D)way (C)Forget that (D)blind (G)ambition And learn to (C)trust your (D)intuition(Em) (C)Plowin' straight (D)ahead come what (G)may C/G G And there's a (D)cowboy (C)in the (G)jungle C/G (302013) D/G (xx4035)