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F Am C GCowboys and angels, like whiskey and fire
F Am C GBad reputation, that you can't deny
F Dm Am GMy mother said it'll never work, I said, "To hell, let it burn"
F EOnly two things in life that you just can't wrangle, cowboys and angels
[Verse 1]
AmAll white, snoot boot, dirty south
CGold on his neck, gold in his mouth
GDate night me to Pappadeaux
EmHe had me sippin', talkin' slow
AmHe keep that thing right in his boot
CHe whip the horse, ain't got no roof
GHe always taste like hundred proof
EmThat's one game I knew I'd lose
[Chorus]
F Am C GCowboys and angels, like whiskey and fire
F Am C GBad reputation, that you can't deny
F Dm Am GMy mother said it'll never work, I said, "To hell, let it burn"
F EOnly two things in life that you just can't wrangle, cowboys and angels
[Verse 2]
AmYeah, tastes like Texas Cuban links
C
That B pro promethazine
GYeah, he throws back another drink
EmThat Pyrex in the kitchen sink
Am C You gotta know when to hold 'em or fold 'em
AmI got out that bitch like Rambo in a Lambo'
CWith a handle like a vandal
GHe ain't even see me leave
F'Cause I was in his camo'
[Chorus]
F Am C GLike cowboys and angels, like whiskey and fire
F Am C GBad reputation, that you can't deny
F Dm Am GMy mother said it'll never work, I said, "To hell, let it burn"
F E AmOnly two things in life that you just can't wrangle, cowboys and angels, ooh
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