Am
His mother was a snake
    Am
His father was a scarecrow
Am                          C
Born in the desert with his hat on his head
Am
Never missed a shot
Am
Sharp as a pharaoh
  Am
Tequila in the sunrise
     C
The desert was his bed
    Am
Now he could dance the barn dance
    Am
Like nobody before him
    Am
But no woman would take him
        C
Cos his eyes were rather strange
Am                             Am
In them you could see the emptiness of the desert
Am
Yellow like a scarecrow
C
Black like a snake

         Am       Am
He was a voodoo cowboy
         Am                                C
And he had never found a girl to call his own
              Am
On and on and on
              Am
That lonely cowboy
       C
But a cowboy's never really
 E                           Am
Cowboy's never really alone

         Am
He had a horse
               Am
Whose name was Plenty
             Am                               C
And they saw things no man or beast has ever seen
           Am
Out in the redness
           Am
Out in the empty
                 Am                               C
Where ghosts and spirits walk around like you and me

         Am
He met a girl
           Am
Called Annabelle
            Am                                 C
And she was just the prettiest thing he'd ever seen
        Am                       Am
Under a lake at the edge of the world

He met a girl
Am                               C
Walking through the edges of his dreams

         Am       Am
He was a voodoo cowboy
         Am                         C
And he was following a psychedelic stream
              Am
On and on and on
              Am
That lonely cowboy
       C
But a cowboy's never really
E                              Am
Cowboy's never really deceived

           Am
So he rode down
          Am
Under the water
        Am                            C
And the sunset made a fire above his head
             Am
In search of warmth in search of love
             Am
In search of heaven above
    Am
But all he felt was cold
    C
And all he touched was wet
    Am                        Am
But he could see her down a little bit deeper
    Am                                   C
And all he wanted was to hold her to his chest
      Am
So he reached out and she reached out
       Am
And he touched her and she drew him in
     Am                                  C
And kissed him as he breathed his final breath

         Am .    Am
He was a voodoo cowboy
           Am                               C
And he had finally found a girl to call his own
              Am
On and on and on
             Am
Lucky lucky cowboy
          C
Because cowboys almost always
E
Cowboys almost always die alone