Dwight Yoakam

^A I walked in, there sat Slim
Cleaning up his memory with some sapphire gin.
Mr. Pa ^E ine grabbed my arm ^A , pull ^E ed me asid ^A e
And said, “ ^D Kid, are you ready for the wi ^E ld ride?”
^A I looked up, there she stood; I said, “If you didn't
look so great, I'd say you look good.”
She ^E took her han ^A d, ran it ^E up my t ^A high,
And said, ^D “Cowboy, you ready for the wi ^E ld ride?”
Chorus: E A
Come on now, Junior, take the wild ride
See, can you make it on the wild ride
Don't try no shakin' on the ^E wild ride
`Cause things start breakin' on the w ^A ild ride
^A Layin' on the highway, I saw my mind
In tiny little pieces thrown from side to side.
My hea ^E rt was sha ^A ttered alo ^E ng with my pri ^A de
Gue ^D ss you can't keep ‘em on the wi ^E ld ride
(Chorus + Solo)
^A I was crawlin' cross the floor, I was trying to leave;
When I felt something tuggin' what was left of my
sleeve
I heard a ^E little ^A voice with a ^E gold-plated v ^A ibe
Say I b ^D ought a ticket for the wi ^E ld ride
(Chorus 2X then to Outro)
Outro: A
Come on, come on; take me on the wild ride
See can you make me on the wild ride.
Come on and shake me on the wild ^E ride.
You might just break me on the w ^A ild ride.