Biography:
Doug Supernaw was born on September 26, 1960, in Bryan, Texas. His mother, a fan of country music, exposed him to acts such as George Jones and Gene Watson, by whose works he would later be influenced. Supernaw later attended college on a golfing scholarship; after dropping out of college in 1979, he briefly worked on an oil rig before serving as a musician in local bands. Doug moved to Nashville, Tennessee in 1987, where he found work as a session songwriter.
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(Am) (C) (G) (Am) (C) (G)
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Saddle up my pickup truck
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Say goodbye and wish me luck
C G
Pass the word I'm riding out a gain
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I gotta see that purple sage
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I've got to roll with one more stage
C G
Before this worn out western movie ends
C G
Lord I used to ride so high
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They wrote songs a bout me
C G
But now the old man's home alone
Am D
They rode on with out me
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And now my six guns not so fast
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I believe this trip might be my last
Bm C G
This Fadin' Rene gade's made his last stand
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Hand me down my boots and spurs
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Pray the weather don't get worse
C G
Pass the word I've done the best I could
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I gotta ride out one more last storm
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I've got to rope one last longhorn
C G
Before I turn my pony loose for good
C G
Lord I used to think I'd ride
Am D
God's prairie all of my, my days
C G
But now you can't ride anywhere
Am D
For the barb wire and the highways
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And I'm a stranger in this time
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My buckskin days are all behind
Bm C G
This Fadin' Reneg ade's made his last stand
Am Bm C G
This Fadin' Reneg ade's done all he can
(Am) (C) (G) (Am) (C) (G)
G
Saddle up my pickup truck
Am
Say goodbye and wish me luck
C G
Pass the word I'm riding out a gain
G
I gotta see that purple sage
Am
I've got to roll with one more stage
C G
Before this worn out western movie ends
C G
Lord I used to ride so high
Am D
They wrote songs a bout me
C G
But now the old man's home alone
Am D
They rode on with out me
G
And now my six guns not so fast
Am
I believe this trip might be my last
Bm C G
This Fadin' Rene gade's made his last stand
G
Hand me down my boots and spurs
Am
Pray the weather don't get worse
C G
Pass the word I've done the best I could
G
I gotta ride out one more last storm
Am
I've got to rope one last longhorn
C G
Before I turn my pony loose for good
C G
Lord I used to think I'd ride
Am D
God's prairie all of my, my days
C G
But now you can't ride anywhere
Am D
For the barb wire and the highways
G
And I'm a stranger in this time
Am
My buckskin days are all behind
Bm C G
This Fadin' Reneg ade's made his last stand
Am Bm C G
This Fadin' Reneg ade's done all he can
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