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