Biography:
Brent Cobb (born in Americus, Georgia) is an American country music singer-songwriter.
If the love of music can follow a bloodline then you could say that writer & recording artist Brent Cobb was born to be a musician. In fact, so many members of Brent’s extended family have musical ability that he can’t really name them all. Music was not only in his blood, it was played and heard in his home as a child and in the homes of most of his relatives throughout his youth.
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Traveling Poor Boy
Brent Cobb
[1st Verse]
E
Old man in the moon, shining in my rearview
A B E
Leaving that Tennessee town
A
You're all I have to talk to, don't know
E
where my dog ran off to
F#7 B7
But he's gone, and has been for a while now
[2nd Verse]
E
Where I'm bound, well I haven't figured it out
A B E
I'm sure I'll find my usual old wrong way
A E
The cost to leave ain't cheap, I don't need no
eat or sleep
F#7 B
Even if I did, I lost my job, so I don't got much
pay (but it's okay)
[CHORUS]
A B E
Cause anymore would burn a hole in my pocket
A B E
Lord I can't afford to be a poor boy broke
A B E
Besides this pair of jeans is already threaded, tearin' at the seams
F#7 B
The last that I need is a pant leg full of smoke
A B E
Gonna ride until my ride quits riding
A B E
Then I'm gonna walk until my boots walk off
A B
Yessir, I'll be a sight when I get where
E
they're looking mean and lying
F#7
But tonight, I'm feeling free and friendly,
B E
Barely scraping change, waving goodbye
[3rd Verse]
E
Say, old man moon, I hear that you get blue too
A B E
It must be lonesome way up in the sky
A E
The stars seem mighty proud if I were you I'd hate a cloud
F#7 B
All they ever do is hang around and cry
E
Guess it ain't a shame to be rolling like a slow train
A B E (E)
Or glowing like only you do,(I'll tell you what)
A E
I'll keep right on track, if you keep shining
E
bright like that
F#7 B7
I bet before we know it, this journey will be through (and the hard times too)
[CHORUS]
A B E
Cause anymore would burn a hole in my pocket
A B E
Lord I can't afford to be a poor boy broke
A B E
Besides this pair of jeans is already threaded, tearin' at the seams
F#7 B
The last that I need is a pant leg full of smoke
A B E
Gonna ride until my ride quits riding
A B E
Then I'm gonna walk until my boots walk off
A B
Yes sir I'll be a sight when I get to where
E
their looking mean and lying
F#7 B7
But tonight I'm feeling free and friendly, barely
B7 E
scraping change, waving goodbye!
E E
Wavin’ goodbye! Wavin’ goodbye…
Brent Cobb
[1st Verse]
E
Old man in the moon, shining in my rearview
A B E
Leaving that Tennessee town
A
You're all I have to talk to, don't know
E
where my dog ran off to
F#7 B7
But he's gone, and has been for a while now
[2nd Verse]
E
Where I'm bound, well I haven't figured it out
A B E
I'm sure I'll find my usual old wrong way
A E
The cost to leave ain't cheap, I don't need no
eat or sleep
F#7 B
Even if I did, I lost my job, so I don't got much
pay (but it's okay)
[CHORUS]
A B E
Cause anymore would burn a hole in my pocket
A B E
Lord I can't afford to be a poor boy broke
A B E
Besides this pair of jeans is already threaded, tearin' at the seams
F#7 B
The last that I need is a pant leg full of smoke
A B E
Gonna ride until my ride quits riding
A B E
Then I'm gonna walk until my boots walk off
A B
Yessir, I'll be a sight when I get where
E
they're looking mean and lying
F#7
But tonight, I'm feeling free and friendly,
B E
Barely scraping change, waving goodbye
[3rd Verse]
E
Say, old man moon, I hear that you get blue too
A B E
It must be lonesome way up in the sky
A E
The stars seem mighty proud if I were you I'd hate a cloud
F#7 B
All they ever do is hang around and cry
E
Guess it ain't a shame to be rolling like a slow train
A B E (E)
Or glowing like only you do,(I'll tell you what)
A E
I'll keep right on track, if you keep shining
E
bright like that
F#7 B7
I bet before we know it, this journey will be through (and the hard times too)
[CHORUS]
A B E
Cause anymore would burn a hole in my pocket
A B E
Lord I can't afford to be a poor boy broke
A B E
Besides this pair of jeans is already threaded, tearin' at the seams
F#7 B
The last that I need is a pant leg full of smoke
A B E
Gonna ride until my ride quits riding
A B E
Then I'm gonna walk until my boots walk off
A B
Yes sir I'll be a sight when I get to where
E
their looking mean and lying
F#7 B7
But tonight I'm feeling free and friendly, barely
B7 E
scraping change, waving goodbye!
E E
Wavin’ goodbye! Wavin’ goodbye…
Brent Morgan
Brent Rasmussen
Brent Simon
Brent Walsh
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