[D]Concrete Cowboys eat granite [A]grits
They don't [A]always wear hats or sling guns on their [D]hips
[D]But they know a song by the taste on the [A]lips
And he's as [A]lonesome on any given day as the sound of that far away train
That he [A]prays someday will take him a[D]way
Lucky Lucinda was a big city girl
Hungerin for country in a rock n roll world
Dice shootin Darren was a sucker for Merle
She saw the hollow look in his eyes and she longed to slide his boots
Under her bed tonight
Chorus:
[G]You'll never make him a [A]home
For [D]he's a ramblin [G]stone
Little [G]girl, he can get [A]darker than you've ever [Bm]known
And [G]he always [A]rides [C]alo[B]ne[E]
Chorus 2:
You're best to leave him alone
For he's a ramblins stone
Little girl, things can get darker than you've ever known
And he always rides alone
They don't [A]always wear hats or sling guns on their [D]hips
[D]But they know a song by the taste on the [A]lips
And he's as [A]lonesome on any given day as the sound of that far away train
That he [A]prays someday will take him a[D]way
Lucky Lucinda was a big city girl
Hungerin for country in a rock n roll world
Dice shootin Darren was a sucker for Merle
She saw the hollow look in his eyes and she longed to slide his boots
Under her bed tonight
Chorus:
[G]You'll never make him a [A]home
For [D]he's a ramblin [G]stone
Little [G]girl, he can get [A]darker than you've ever [Bm]known
And [G]he always [A]rides [C]alo[B]ne[E]
Chorus 2:
You're best to leave him alone
For he's a ramblins stone
Little girl, things can get darker than you've ever known
And he always rides alone
