Biografia:
Steve Forde was born in the regional farming centre of Cowra in 1977.
His parents were battlers with a dream of one day rising from the dust and hard work they endured to owning their own property and sinking deep, long-lasting roots. It was to this end that young Steve spent most of his early childhood moving from town to town across NSW with his family. Where there was good work to be had, that's where the family would go. It was in these early years that simple life philosophies were deeply ingrained into this young man.
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[Intro]
G C G C C D
G
We traveled down the road to bout every rodeo
C
We could make the entry for
G
Me and my bud our Chaps and our spurs
C
And an old '65 four door
D G C
Chris Ledoux playin' on the radio
C D
Not a care in the world except the next big rodeo
C G
Cause we're roughstock riders
Em C
Taming Shoot fighters
Am
On a train they will stop for no one
D
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
C G
And some folks say we're crazy
Em C
Some just plum insane
Am D
But I know we were born to play this game
[Bridge]
G C G C C D
G
It's not the kind of life most would want for their son
C
It's seen many a man come undone
G
And get stomped in the ground
And there's nothing that a clown
C
Can do when your time has come
D
But down the road with a little bit of luck
G C
And a whole lot of try
C
There'll be a gold buckle waiting
D
At the end of the next ride
[Chorus]
C G
Cause we're roughstock riders
Em C
Taming Shoot fighters
Am
On a train they will stop for no one
D
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
C G
And some folks say we're crazy
Em C
Some just plum insane
Am D Em
But I know we were born to play this game
[Bridge]
C Em C C D
[Chorus]
C G
Cause we're roughstock riders
Em C
Taming Shoot fighters
Am
On a train they will stop for no one
D
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
C G
And some folks say we're crazy
Em C
Some just plum insane
Am D Em A7
But I know we were born to play this game
C D G C G C C D G
I know we were born to play this game
G C G C C D
G
We traveled down the road to bout every rodeo
C
We could make the entry for
G
Me and my bud our Chaps and our spurs
C
And an old '65 four door
D G C
Chris Ledoux playin' on the radio
C D
Not a care in the world except the next big rodeo
C G
Cause we're roughstock riders
Em C
Taming Shoot fighters
Am
On a train they will stop for no one
D
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
C G
And some folks say we're crazy
Em C
Some just plum insane
Am D
But I know we were born to play this game
[Bridge]
G C G C C D
G
It's not the kind of life most would want for their son
C
It's seen many a man come undone
G
And get stomped in the ground
And there's nothing that a clown
C
Can do when your time has come
D
But down the road with a little bit of luck
G C
And a whole lot of try
C
There'll be a gold buckle waiting
D
At the end of the next ride
[Chorus]
C G
Cause we're roughstock riders
Em C
Taming Shoot fighters
Am
On a train they will stop for no one
D
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
C G
And some folks say we're crazy
Em C
Some just plum insane
Am D Em
But I know we were born to play this game
[Bridge]
C Em C C D
[Chorus]
C G
Cause we're roughstock riders
Em C
Taming Shoot fighters
Am
On a train they will stop for no one
D
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
C G
And some folks say we're crazy
Em C
Some just plum insane
Am D Em A7
But I know we were born to play this game
C D G C G C C D G
I know we were born to play this game
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