Chord/Tab song: The Winner

When he was a bo[D]y dreamed of beinâ a man[A]
Probably [G]dreamed every thing that a [D]young boy can
Heâs a lover, a fighter, a[Bm] saddle bronc rider
An [D]all-around [A]hell of a [D]hand

Chorus
[D]And the spot lights on the sawdust that [A]shines in his brain
And his [G]dreams are the bones in his [D]soul
And theres rivers of dance halls and [Bm]wild, red eyeballs
On the [D]road to the [A]big rod[D]eo

[D]Well the chutes are all loade[A]d, the riggins are set
Lord, the[G] cowboys ready to ride[D]
Well its pull down his hat[Bm] and he spit out his chew
The[D]rell be a [A]hot time i[D]n the old town tonight
[D]The horse in chute eight, he[A]s a kickin the gate
Lord, he[G]s big and hes hard and he[D]s crazy
And the chute boss is a hol[Bm]lerin
Co[D]me on boys,[A] get on e[D]m. Im commencin to think youre all lazy

Chorus
[D]And the spot lights on the sawdust that [A]shines in his brain
And his [G]dreams are the bones in his [D]soul
And theres rivers of dance halls and [Bm]wild, red eyeballs
On the [D]road to the [A]big rod[D]eo


Instrumental riff

[D]With his spurs in his shoulde[A]rs, the horse comes unglued
Its like[G] ridin some kind of explos[D]ion
And the bronc he starts spi[Bm]nnin, the cowboys a grinnin
Doi[D]n fine the[A]re in all [D]the commotion

[D]The crowds on its feet, the [A]whistle she blows
And the p[G]ick-up men rush to his side[D]
As they pull him away, he h[Bm]ears one of them say
Loo[D]ks to me li[A]ke a winni[D]n ride

Chorus
[D]And the spot lights on the sawdust that [A]shines in his brain
And his [G]dreams are the bones in his [D]soul
And theres rivers of dance halls and [Bm]wild, red eyeballs
On the [D]road to the [A]big rod[D]eo


[D]And the spot lights on the sa[A]wdust that shines in his brain
And his d[G]reams are the bones in his [D]soul
And its all cominâ true, [Bm]right in front of his eyes
Cu[D]z hes the [A]feller who[D] won the big rodeo