Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

He's riding the plains living up to his name

 As the next to the last true romantic

 He knows that his story is tragic

 But he can't rest

 Til he's next

 To you

 All the girls know his fame the men curse his name

 And they talk about him like he's magic

 But he's the next to the last true romantic

 And he can't rest

 Til he's next

 To you

 He's stolen hearts like they're horses

 And horses when hearts can't be found

 He keeps riding from one horse to one horse to one horse towns

(It gets him down)

 He know's he's a fool to get caught up with you

 But he's the next to the last true romantic

 He can't let go of love once he's had it

 And he can't rest

 Til he's next

 To you

 There's always whiskey and women

 And women and whiskey around

 He can't tell which is worse to be dying of thirst or to drown

(It gets him down)

 So he smiles through the pain he pinched Estelle he danced with Jane

 Sometimes even he don't know how he stands it

 But he's the next to the last true romantic

 And he can't rest

 Til he's next

 To you

 And he can't rest

 Til he's next

 To you