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Will James-crd Ian Tyson
# Subject: Will James 4/4 (Ian Tyson) That last verse looks a little different but it plays the same. Because of the way some of the lines break it moves the changes just slightly. You won't notice it when your playin. (c) When I was but a (f) small boy Father (c)bought me many (g) books About (c) the creatures of the (f) river banks And (c) the sins of sea (g) cooks But (c) the ones I never (f) left behind Of (c) those long forgotten (g) gains Were (c) the tales of wild and (f) windy slopes By the (g) man they called Will (c) James (c) The living of his (f) cowboy dreams Or (c) so it seemed to (g) me The (c) perfect combi (f) nation Riding (c) high and living (g) free His (c) heros were his (f) horses And (c) he drew them clear and (g) true And (c) on every page they'd (f) come alive And they'd (g) jump straight out at (c) you (g) His race towards the sunset Was the (f) high and lonesome (c) kind (g) Like coyote always looking back He (f) left no tracks (c) behind So I've memorized (f) those pictures boys There (c) still the very (g) best If (c) whiskey was his (f) mistress Then his (g) true love was the (c) west (c) I remember up on (f) deadmans creek back (c) Thirty years or (g) more I (c) hired out (f) breaking colts Which I'd (c) never done (g) before A (c) city kid, I (f) ask myself now (c) What would Will james (g) do And (c) you know it was the (f) damndest thing but it (g) Kinda got me (c) thru CHORUS;
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