In Lonesome Dove

[Intro:  ]G 
 
Verse: 
    G       
She was a girl on a wagon train 
C      G    D          G 
Headed west across the plains 
    Em                  C      D  
The train got lost in a summer storm 
     Em                          C           D 
They couldn't move west and they couldn't go home 
         G 
Then she saw him ridin' through the rain 
        C             G             D         G 
He took charge of the wagons and he saved the train 
        Em                  C         D 
And she looked down and her heart was gone 
    Em                      C     D 
The train went west but she stayed on  
   G 
In Lonesome Dove 
 
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  G  
A farmer's daughter with a gentle hand 
  C        G         D      G 
A blooming rose in a bed of sand 
     Em               C      D 
She loved the man who wore a star 
  Em                 C        D 
A Texas Ranger known near and far 
    G  
So they got married and they had a child 
    C          G             D        G  
But times were tough and the west was wild 
          Em              C        D 
So it was no surprise the day she learned 
         Em              C     D 
That her Texas man would not return 
   G               G   D 
To Lonesome Dove 
 
Chorus: 
Em                    G 
Back to back with the Rio Grande 
  C                      G       D 
A Christian woman in the devil's land 
    Em                           D           
She learned the language and she learned to fight 
        C                             Am              A H C E D 
But she never learned how to beat the lonely nights 
   G 
In Lonesome Dove, Lonesome Dove 
 
Verse: 
She watched her boy grow to a man  
He had an angel's heart and the devil's hand 
He wore his star for all to see 
He was a Texas lawman legacy 
Then one day word blew into town 
It seemed the men who shot his father down 
Had robbed a bank in Cherico 
The only thing 'tween them and Mexico 
Was Lonsome Dove 
 
Verse: 
The shadows stretched across the land 
As the shots rang out down the Rio Grande 
And when the smoke had finally cleared the street 
The men lay at the ranger's feet 
But legend tells to this very day 
That shots were comin' from an alleyway 
'Through no one knows who held the gun 
There ain't no doubt if you ask someone 
in Lonesome Dove 
 
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