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G (strike) D Look here comes a northern cowboy G D He just rode in from Aberdeen Am C He's got money in his pockets D And blisters like you've never ever seen G D Don't let him fool you with the stories G D Of all the money he has made Am C I've been looking along the north-east coastline D And those cowboys have already dug its grave G (strike) D Look here comes a northern cowboy G D He just rode in from Aberdeen Am C He's got money in his pockets D And blisters like you've never ever seen G D Don't let him fool you with the stories G D Of all the money he has made Am C I've been looking along the north-east coastline D And those cowboys have already dug its grave Verse G D There was a time when we were happy G D With the simple pleasures that we knew Am C And then one day it started raining D And a very ugly storm began to brew G D It wasn't long before we noticed G D That the people had a fever in their eyes Am C They were taking all the things they'd been preserving D And going out and throwing them up into the skies G (strike) D Look here comes a northern cowboy G D He just rode in from Aberdeen Am C He's got money in his pockets D And blisters like you've never ever seen G D Don't let him fool you with the stories G D Of all the money he has made Am C I've been looking along the north-east coastline D And those cowboys have already dug its grave Verse G D Once the money started moving G D The fever spread from door to door Am C And all the young girls started selling D Something they had never sold before G D The people spun around in circles G D Confusion cluttering their minds Am C Their lives were being drawn from them D By bastards of a hundred different kinds G (strike) D Look here comes a northern cowboy G D He just rode in from Aberdeen Am C He's got money in his pockets D And blisters like you've never ever seen G D Don't let him fool you with the stories G D Of all the money he has made Am C I've been looking along the north-east coastline D And those cowboys have already dug its grave Verse G D So come all ye northern cowboys G D Get back down here upon the farm Am C Leave the salt wind to the sailors D Leave the North Sea to the storm G D And one day when it's all over G D And you're hanging up your saddles and your guns Am C You'll look around this oil-stained country D And you'll wish to Christ it never had begun
G (strike) D Look here comes a northern cowboy G D He just rode in from Aberdeen Am C He's got money in his pockets D And blisters like you've never ever seen G D Don't let him fool you with the stories G D Of all the money he has made Am C I've been looking along the north-east coastline D And those cowboys have already dug its grave
Written by Alan MacLean
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