D
Where I slept on from time to time,
          D                                   G
where the shade does something for a troubled   mind,
  Bm                 A       G
I saddle up Gray and he does   the rest;
              D                      G            D
hell, we been coming down here since we were both kids.

[Verse 2]
        D                   G      D
To that little spot down by a salt creek
      D                                G
where miles upon miles break three oak   trees?
                 Bm              A        G
They’re 'bout as big around as a wrecking ball,
D         G        D
Standing 150 years tall.

[Chorus]
                    D             G              D
They rolled out the fire and they rolled out the flood,
       Bm               A                 G
hung a few bad men back when the West was wild and young.
                      D
So, let the lightning strike and the thunder shake,
                G
gonna ride like hell anyway.
              Bm           A              G
'Cause in the wind I swear I can hear him say:
             Bm       A         D
son, you can bend but don’t you break.

[Interlude]
Bm    A    G    G

[Verse 3]
       D                                 D
I went there for my first beer and first kiss
         D                G
and when mama passed on I leaned on it.
     Bm                A         G
They heard me cry: God where are you,
         D                   G         D
well, it turns out God hangs out there too.

[Chorus]
           D             G              D
Where they rolled out the fire and they rolled out the flood,
       Bm               A                 G
hung a few bad men back when the West was wild and young.
                      D
So, let the lightning strike and the thunder shake,
                G
gonna ride like hell anyway.
              Bm           A              G
'Cause in the wind I swear I can hear him say:
             Bm       A         D
son, you can bend but don’t you break.

[End-Chorus]
           D             G              D
Where they rolled out the fire and they rolled out the flood,
       Bm               A                 G
hung a few bad men back when the West was wild and young.
                      D
So, let the lightning strike and the thunder shake,
                G
gonna ride like hell anyway.
              Bm           A              G
'Cause in the wind I swear I can hear him say:
             Bm       A         D
son, you can bend but don’t you break.
             Bm       A         D
Son, you can bend but don't you break.

[Outro]
Bm    A    G    G
D