Category: tunes

bring

• cajon
• snare and sticks
• picks
• seagull
• chester
• tenor and cable
• mandolin and cable
• four instrument stands
• foot switch, power cord, instrument cable
• amp and power cord
• speakers and cable
• three mics with stands and cable
• iPad holder and stand (camera tripod)
• both drum stools
• tambourine
• ORS at least a gallon

D D
Well I don’t know why I came here to-night
D D
I got the feeling that something ain’t right
G7 G7
I’m so scared in case I fall off my chair
D D
And I’m wondering how I’ll get down the stairs
A
Clowns to the left of me
C G D
Jokers to the right, here I am,
D
Stuck in the middle with you.

Yes I’m stuck in the middle with you
And I’m wondering what it is I should do
It’s so hard to keep this smile from my face
Losing control, yeah, I’m all over the place
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right
Here I am, Stuck in the middle with you.

G7 G7
Well you started out with nothing and you’re proud that you’re a
D x2
Self made man.
G7 G7
And your friends, they all come crawlin, slap you on the back and say
D x2 A7 x2
Please…. Please…..

Trying to make some sense of it all
But I can see that it makes no sense at all
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor
Cause I don’t think that I can take anymore
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right
Here I am, Stuck in the middle with you.

bridge

repeat first verse

Intro: A E D E

E A E D E A
I’ll bet you’ve never heard ole Marshall Dillon say
E D E A
Miss Kitty have you ever thought of running away
Settling down, would you marry me
If I asked you twice and begged you pretty please
She’d have said yes in a New York minute
They never tied the knot His heart wasn’t in it
E D E
He just stole a kiss as he rode away
A E D
He never hung his hat up at Kitty’s place

chorus
A E D
I should’ve been a cowboy
E A E D E
I should’ve learned to rope and ride
A E D E A E D
Wearing my six-shooter, riding by pony on a cattle drive
E A E D E
Stealing a young girl’s heart
A E D
Just like Gene and Roy
E A E
Singing those campfire songs
D E A E D
Oh I should’ve been a cowboy

I might have had a side kick with a funny name
Running wild through the hills chasing Jesse James
Ending up on the brink of danger
Riding shotgun for the Texas Rangers
Go west young man, haven’t you been told
California’s full of whisky, women and gold
Sleeping out all night beneath the desert stars
A dream in my eye and a prayer in my heart

chorus, then

E A E D
Yeah, I should’ve been a cowboy
E A E D E
I should’ve been a cowboy