[ Предположительная тональность: C#m ] INTRO: A B7 E (Willie): E A You load the horses, I'll pack the riggin' E B7 Let's tell 'em goodbye and walk out the door E A One drink and one kiss can lead to too many| E B7 E We ought to know 'cause we've been there before (Waylon): E A Eight hours of drivin' will put us in Houston E B7 Two hours of sleep to make it or bust E A Eight seconds of glory to stay in the money E B7 E And five year old whiskey to wash down the dust CHORUS: A E That ain't no hill for a couple of climbers F#7 B7 That's all we ever intended to be A E That ain't no hill for a couple of climbers B7 A B7 E Two old sidewinders like you and me (Willie): E A Let's find us a place and a couple of ladies E B7 Someone to lie to, someone to trust E A Someone who's impressed by a couple of outlaws E B7 E Whose gold plated trophies have turned into rust (Waylon): E A Now we're damn near broke and we can't buy 'em whiskey E B7 Do you think they might settle for a bottle of wine E A Well there's two over there, right near the jukebox E B7 E Yours don't look bad hoss but just look at mine CHORUS: A E That ain't no hill for a couple of climbers F#7 B7 That's all we ever intended to be A E That ain't no hill for a couple of climbers B7 A B7 E Two old sidewinders like you and me