Photo Finish Cifras

[Intro]
G  x4
 
[Verse 1]
   G          C         G
At seven this mornin' I got on the phone
    C                     D              G
and said to hold my bronc as long as you can
   G                 C                 G
My car broke down in Billings and they just got it put together
        C               D        G
I'll be photo finishin' into ole Cheyenne.
 
[Verse 2]
     G            C                 G
Well here I am in Sheridan and it's nine o'clock
       C           D              G
in the mornin' and time's a going fast
  G               C             G
I just pulled 'er over had some coffee and a doughnut
      C                D                 G
And I bought the car a brand new tank of gas
 
[Refrain]
        D                                 C       G
Well, I don't know if I'm gonna make it's nine fifteen
        C           D        G
I'll be lucky, if I ever get there
   D                           C          G
By god now what's that I hear, is it a si-reen
      C        D             G
Sure enough he got me on his radar
 
[Verse 3]
   G           C                  G
He pulled up behind me and turned on those flashin' lights
  C           D                      G
A sign that I knew meant to pull 'er over
     G             C          G
So I stomped on my brakes and skidded to a halt
            C               D               G
I wiped out three reflector posts along the shoulder
 
[Verse 4]
   G              C             G
He got out of his car and was a walkin' real slow
     C              D           G
So I jumped out and met him halfway
   G              C             G
He jerked out his gun and said, "Mister are you crazy?
       C             D               G
I ain't never seen nobody drive that way"
 
[Refrain]
  D                                  C           G
I told him take it easy and he could put up that cannon
             C           D             G
The way he's shakin', it just might go off
   D                     C              G
He put up the gun as I explained my situation
   C              D              G
He listened to my story, then he coughed
 
[Break
A   x4
(Key Change)
 
[Verse 5]
   A              D           A
He wrote me out a ticket that seemed to take forever
  D            E             A
I took it as I headed for my car.
     A                D            A
That cop, he hollered after me and said, "Hey, cowboy
           D                     E                 A
You better slow down, 'cause you can't outrun this radar"
 
[Verse 6]
     A                  D            A
As I rolled on down the road I was a cursin' and a swearin'
          D           E            A
about the ticket that I had just acquired
  A             D                 A
I wondered if I oughtta pay it or throw it out the window
      D                  E            A
But I might just set the damn thing a-fire.
 
[Refrain]
     A                              D                  A
So I gunned it once again and was a travelin' down the road
         D         E             A
with the gas pedal mashed to the floor
       E                       D                  A
When I came around a curve and right there in the highway
    D                   E              A
There's more damn sheep than I've ever seen before.
 
[Verse 7]
    A                 D               A
I'm going too fast to ever stop, so I just close my eyes
       D   E                    A
as the car rolls on through the herd
       A          D                    A
When I open up my eyes again there's a sheep on the fender
         D                    E            A
And that herder's saying some mighty awful words
 
[Verse 8]
    A                 D                 A
The sweats a drippin' off my hands as I barrel through ole Wheatland
      D                 E           A
I'm a nervous wreck and I must be a sight
    A            D                A
The flies inside this ole car are buzzin' all around me
         D                  E                 A
Guess my twenty-four hour deodorant quit last night.
 
[Refrain]
E                            D            A
Sixty, fifty, forty, thirty, twenty miles more
          D            E              A
The rodeo starts in an-other eighteen minutes
  E                                D               A
I pull in through the main gates I hear the anthem playin'
          D               E             A
I can't believe it, thank God I finally made it
 
Break  (Bb)   x 4
Chord Change
 
[Verse 9]
        Bb            Eb              Bb
There's only one more obstacle that's standin' in my way
       Eb     F              Bb
It's a nitwit with a weekend badge
     Bb              Eb            Bb
He's standin' by the gate and as I slide her to a halt
         Eb                      F                 Bb
He says,"Where, in the hell, you goin' so dog gone fast?"
 
[Verse 10]
  Bb             Eb         Bb
I tell him, "I'm entered, I ain't got time to talk
   Eb              F             Bb
My horse is in the chute and I'm late"
   Bb             Eb         Bb
He says I need to get a pass from the secretary
   Eb               F                  Bb
My eyes get red, my heart fills up with hate.
 
[Refrain]
  F                                Eb            Bb
I yelled, "You dirty so and so you better let me through"
   Eb              F               Bb
He asked if I'd re-peat that once again
     F                              Eb             Bb
So I whacked him in the mouth and I left him lyin' there
       Eb   F              Bb
on his back kickin' in the sand.
 
[Verse 11]
  Bb                Eb             Bb
I got there just in time to see my bronc come runnin' out
    Eb                F           Bb
His head and tail was held way up high
  Bb                    Eb                 Bb
I swear he looked right straight at me and grinned and gave a horse laugh
    Eb         F               Bb
And me, I just stood there and cried.
 
[Verse 12]
  Bb                    Eb           Bb
I turned around feelin' helpless and purely dumbfounded
  Eb         F          Bb
I looked and what did I see
Bb              Eb            Bb
Three highway patrolmen and a gateman with a fat lip
    Eb              F               Bb
And they were all a lookin' back at me
 
[Final Refrain]
F                             Eb            Bb
Sittin' in the cell now, I've done a lot of thinkin'
           Eb          F             Bb
about that wild ride I made a month ago
    F                      Eb         Bb
I'm sorry that I'm in this rotten situation
           Eb            F                      Bb
If I could do it again I wouldn't have drove so slow
           Eb            F                      Bb
If I could do it again I wouldn't have drove so slow.
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