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Ropin Pen by Trent Willmon




                        Ropin Pen 






Intro: D 4x
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Every Friday afternoon I hitch up the trailer
G
Saddle up old Rock and ice down the cooler
Em                   A                        D
Drive that back road until it ends at the ropin pen
D
There's rusted out pickups and fancy rigs
G
$20,000 horses then there's my old stick
Em                         A                        D
But we're all the same the minute we ride in to the ropin pen

Chorus
       C        G       D
Well I ain't no Clay or Speed
      C                      G
But I give her hell, hell you never can tell
     A
Someday I just might be
      D   
We'll turn a few steers and tell a few lies
G
Kick back in the saddle and philosophize
        Em                             A                 D
Most of life's problems we can probably solve 'em at the ropin' pen

Solo: G A G A
D
We Don't do it for the money hell we're always broke
G
Just ask my old buddy Nathan what he'd pay to rope
     Em                      A                          D
Lost a couple wifes half the fingers on his hand to the ropin' pen
D
And It takes a little skill and a little luck
G
And you can talk smack if you can back it up
   Em                       A                           D
Ah but we're all friends no matter who wins here at the ropin' pen

Chorus #2
       C        G       D
Well I ain't no Clay or Speed
      C                       G
But I give 'er hell, hell you never can tell
    A
Someday I just might be
          D
We'll turn another pen of steers and tell a few more lies
G                                                 Em
Drink another beer and hypothesize most of life's problems
                 A                D
Hell we're gonna solve 'em at the ropin' pen
       A         A                 
See ya'll again next weekend here at the ropin' pen
D
At the ropin' pen down at the ropin pen
D
At the ropin' pen

Guitar solo to end









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