Roans Book II




12 Days Of Christmas  Misc. Christmas





 FC7F
On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me...
 FBbFCF
partridge in a pear tree.

Second:
 FC7F
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
 C7FBbFC7F
 two turtle doves and a Partridge in a pear tree.

Third:
 FC7F
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me...
 C7C7
 three French hens, Two turtle doves,...
 FBbFC7F
and a Partridge in a pear tree.

Fourth:
 FC7F
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
 C7C7C7
 four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves,
 FBbFC7F
and a Partridge in a pear tree.

Fifth:
 FC7F
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
 FG7C7
 Five golden rings.
 FBbC7
 four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves,
 FBbFC7F
and a Partridge in a pear tree.
Sixth:
 FC7F
On the Sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
 C7
 Six geese a laying
 FG7C7
 five golden rings

 FBbC7
 four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves,
 FBbFC7F
and a Partridge in a pear tree.

Seventh:
 FC7F
On the Seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me
 C7C7
 Seven swans a swimming, Six geese a laying
 FG7C7
 five golden rings
 FBbC7
 four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves,
 FBbFC7F
and a Partridge in a pear tree.

Eighth:
 FC7F
On the Eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
 C7C7C7
 Eight maids a milking ,Seven swans a swimming, Six geese a laying
 FG7C7
 five golden rings
 FBbC7
 four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves,
 FBbFC7F
and a Partridge in a pear tree.

Ninth:
 FC7F
On the Ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
 C7C7C7
 Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a milking ,Seven swans a swimming
 C7
 Six geese a laying
 FG7C7
 five golden rings
 FBbC7
 four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves,
 FBbFC7F
and a Partridge in a pear tree.

Tenth:
 FC7F
On the Tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me

 C7C7C7
 Ten lords a leaping, Nine ladies dancing, Eight maids a milking
 C7C7
 Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying
 FG7C7
 five golden rings
 FBbC7
 four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves,
 FBbFC7F
and a Partridge in a pear tree.

Eleventh:
 FC7F
On the Eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me
 C7C7C7
 Eleven pipers piping, Ten lords a leaping, Nine ladies dancing,
 C7C7C7
 Eight maids a milking, Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying
 FG7C7
 five golden rings
 FBbC7
 four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves,
 FBbFC7F
and a Partridge in a pear tree.

Twelfth:
 FC7F
On the Twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
 C7C7
 Twelve drummers drumming, Eleven pipers piping,
 C7C7
 Ten lords a leaping, Nine ladies dancing,
 C7C7C7
 Eight maids a milking, Seven swans a swimming, six geese a laying
 FG7C7
 five golden rings
 FBbC7
 four calling birds, three French hens, two turtle doves,
 FBbFC7F
and a Partridge in a pear tree.


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A satisfied mind  Porter Wagner


by Joe 'Red' Hays and Jack Rhodes
 G
  3/4
(G)How many (C)ti-(D)imes have you heard someone (G)say
If I had his (D)money, I would (C)do things my (G)way
But little they (D)know, that it's so hard to (G)find
One rich man in (D)ten with a (C)satisfied (G)mind

Once I was (D)living in fortune and (G)fame
I had all that I (D)needed to get a (C)start in life's (G)game
Then suddenly it (C)happened, I lost every (G)dime
But I'm richer by (D)far, with a (C)satisfied (G)mind

'Cause money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're lonely, or a love that's grown cold
The wealthiest person is a pauper at times
Compared to the man with a satisfied mind

When my life has ended and my time has run out
My friends and my loved ones will weep, there's no doubt
But one thing's for certain, when it comes my time,
I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind

Yes, I'll leave this old world with a satisfied mind




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Adios Amigo  Jim Reeves

3/4 time
 CG7
 Adios Amigo, Adios My Friend
The Road we have travelled
 C
Has Come To An End
 C7
When Two Love The Same Love
 F
One Love must to Lose
 C
It's you that she longs for
 G7C
It's You She Will Choose.

Adios Compadre, What must be must be
Remember To Name One Muchacho for me
I Ride To The Rio,
Where My Life, I Will Spend,
Adios Amigo, Adios My Friend.

Adios Compadre Let Us Shed No Tears
May All Your Mananas
Bring Joy Through The Years
Away From These Memories,
My Life I must Spend
Adios Amigo, Adios My Friend.



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All around cowboy  Marty Robbins


 G
  MODERATELY FAST 3/4
(G) Well all around cowboy I've won it six years in a (D) row
All around cowboy means champ of the big (G) rodeo
I've made me some money, I've had me some good times
The falls that I've had have been (C) few
Till the all (D) around queen made the all around cowboy look (D7) like an all around (G) fool

I was the cowboy who said he would never be (D) roped
I even bragged how I'd never be branded or (G) broke
I was doin quite well, till a blonde little filly
Rode into my life like a (C) dream
And (D) the all around cowboy fell head over heels in (D7) love with the rodeo (G) queen

The (C) moment I looked in her blue eyes I knew I was (D) gone
I (C) tried to hide them but the feelings I had were to (D7) strong
She (G) showed the world what an all around cowboy could (C) do
She (D) showed the world how an all around cowboy could look (D7) like an all around (G) fool

She made you feel like a horse without any (D) fire
To late I realized breaking me was her (G) desire
She rode me and raked me with spurs that lessoned the (C) hurt
She (D) left me broken and she left me cryin out (D7) there in the rodeo (G) dirt

Chorus;



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Amarillo By Mornin  George Strait


 DF#mGA7DF#mGA7D
 DF#mGD
 Amarillo by mornin' up from San Antone 
 F#mGA7
Everything that I've got is just what I've got on
 GA7
When that sun is high in that texas sky
 DF#mGD
I'll be buckin at the county fair
 A7GA7D
Amarillo by morning Amarillo I'll be there
 DF#mGA7D
     

They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Sante Fe
Lost my wife and a girlfriend somewhere along the way
When they pull that gate I'll be lookin for eight
And I hope that judge ain't blind
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo on my mind
 DF#mGA7D
     

Amarillo by mornin, up from San Antoine
Everything that I've got is just what I've got on
I ain't got a dime but what I got is mine
I ain't rich but lord I'm free
Amarillo by mornin Amarillo's where I'll be.
 DF#mGA7D
     x2

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As The Deer  Hillsong






 CGAmF
 As the deer pants for the water
 FG7CFG
So my soul longs after you      
 CGAmF
 You alone are my heart's desire
 FGC
And I long to worship you

REFRAIN:
 AmFC
 You alone are my strength, my shield
 FDmE
To you alone will my spirit yield
 CGAmF
 You alone are my hearts desire
 FGC
And I long to worship You


 CGAmF
 I want you more than gold or silver
 FG7CFG
 Only you can satisfy      
 CGAmF
 You alone are the real joy giver

And the apple of my eye


 CGAmF
 You're my friend and you are my Father
 FG7CFG
 Even though you are my King
 CGAmF
 I love you more than any other
 FGC
So much more than anything
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Ballad of Paladin  Johnny Western


Written by Johnny Western, Richard Boone and S. Rolfe
 CGC
  Have gun will travel, reads the  card of a  man
 GC
A knight without armor in a  savage  land
 AmFC
His  fast gun hire, heeds the  calling  wind
 FC
 soldier of fortune, is a man called-Pal-a- din

 CFC
  Paladin, Paladin,  where do you  roam
 FC
Paladin, Paladin,  far, far from  home

 CGC
  He travels on to where- ever he  must
 GC
A chess knight of silver is his  badge of  trust
 AmFC
There are  campfire legends that the  plainsmen  sing
 FC
Of the  man with the gun, of the man called - Pal-a- din

 CFC
  Paladin, Paladin,  where do you  roam
 FC
Paladin, Paladin,  far, far from  home
 FCFC
  Far from  home,  far from  home.




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Bandy the rodeo clown   Moe Bandy


Written by: Lefty Frizzell
 C
 Who was once a bull hooking son of a (Dm) gun
Now (G) who keeps a pint hid out behind chute number (C)one
Who was ridin high till a pretty girl rode him to the (Dm)ground
Any (G)kid knows where to find me I'm Bandy the rodeo (C)clown

In the ridin and the ropin I was closin in on number (Dm)one
Now in (G)dreams at night, I ride that silver saddle I never
(C)won
Since she left me the whiskey takes me to the rodeo
(Dm)grounds,
Where the (G)cowboys think I'm handy, I'm Bandy the
rodeo (C)clown
(Chorus)
(F)I could ride em all(G) The bulls and the broncs knew I was
(C)boss
But the (D7)ride that woman took me on broke a whole lot more
Than this old cowboy's (G)bones
While the (C) tears on my makeup melts my painted smile into a
(Dm) frown. The (G) crowd thinks I'm a dandy I'm Bandy the rodeo(C) clown
(Repeat chorus and last verse to end)

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Big Iron  Undefined


Am...Em...Am
Am To the town of Agua Fria rode (Am)a stranger one fine
(C)day
Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't (C7)have too much (Am)to say
No (F)one dared to ask his business no one (C)dared to make a slip
For the stranger there amongst them had a (Am)big iron on his (C)hip, (F)Big iron on his (C)hip

It was early in the morning when he rode into the town
He came riding from the south side slowly lookin' all around
He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
big iron on his hip
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead
He was vicious and a killer though a youth of twenty four
And the notches on his pistol numbered one an nineteen more
One and nineteen more

Now the stranger started talking made it plain to folks around
Was an Arizona ranger wouldn't be too long in town
He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead
And he said it didn't matter he was after Texas Red
After Texas Red
Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas Red
But the outlaw didn't worry men that tried before were dead
Twenty men had tried to take twenty men had made a slip
Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

The morning passed so quickly it was time for them to meet
It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street
Folks were watching from their windows every-body held their breath
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death,
About to meet his death

There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their play
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about to-day
Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped
And the rangers aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip

It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round
There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
Oh he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slip
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip, Big iron,, Big iron
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip


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Blue norther  R.W. Hampton


4/4
(G)Theres a blue......... (C) nor-ther comin (G) in
(D) Its gettin mighty cold
(C) Bringin lots of (G) wind
Yes a blue (C) nor-thers comin (G) in..........(C)...............
(G) Ridin hell for (C) leather
We got a make it (G) in

(D) I know I shouldn't lope this hard
Ol' (C) Dunnies had a (G) day
(D) Seein to the sick ones
You (C) can bet he's earned his (G) pay
(D) Been gone since sunrise
The (C) weather then was (G) fine
But as (D) any fool knows, the weather can change
with the (C) flip of a (G) dime

Theres a blue.......... (C) nor-ther comin (G) in
(D) Its gettin mighty cold
(C) Bringin lots of (G) wind
Yes a blue (C) nor-thers comin (G) in.......(C).......
(G) Ridin hell for (C) leather
We got a make it (G) in

(D) Shes cooked a pot of beans I know
Put the (C) coffee on to (G) warm
(D) Hay and rest for you ol pard
And a (C) stall at the (G) barn
(D) She'll be lookin out the window
Every (C) minute or (G) two
A (D) startin to get a little worried my friend
A (C) waitin on me and (G) you

Cause a blue (C) nor-thers comin (G) in
(D) I've never been so cold
(C) How I hate that (G) wind
Yes a blue (C) nor-thers comin (G) in......(C) .......
(G) Ridin hell for (C) leather
I hope we make it (G) in

(D) Its snowin hard, it burns my face
Its (C) gettin hard to (G) see
(D) A man could die if he lost his way
It (C) wouldn't take long to (G) freeze
(D) I think I see a light ahead
About (C) a hundred yards (G) away
And when (D) I'm safe and warm in my sweet wifes arms
(C) Heres what I'll (G) say

Babe your blue (C) nor-ther just came (G) in
(D) Hes never been so cold
Or (C) weary from the (G) wind
Yes your blue (C) nor-ther just rode (G) in......(C).......
(G) Ridin hell for (C) leather
We finally made it (G) in



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Boots Of Spanish Leather  Nanci Griffith




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 From: schn0170@maroon.tc.umn.edu (Adam Schneider)
BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER (Bob Dylan)
 Tbis is Nanci Griffitb's version.
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[Actually in A; capo 2. Each chord is one measure, except two chords
joined by hyphens (e.g., 'G - G/F#') are one measure _total_.]
 See bottom of file for cbord fingerings and picking pattern.
 D11D11D11D11GCD/F#G-C/GG-G/F#
  [intro]            
 Em(9Em(9C-C(9GCGG-G/F#
Oh I'm sailing away, my owtrue love     
 EmD/F#GCGG-G/F#
I'm sailing away in the morning     
 Em(9Em(9C-C(9GCGG-G/F#
Is there something I can send you from across the sea     
 EmD/F#GCD/F#G-C/GG-G/F#
From the place where I'll be landing        
There's nothing you can send me, my own true love
There's nothing I'm wishing to be owning
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled
From across that lonesome ocean
Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Maybe silver or of golden
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona
If I had the stars of the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss
That's all I wish to be owning
Oh, I might be gone a long ol' time
And it's only that I'm asking
Is there something I can send you to remember me by
To make your time more easy passing
How can, how can you ask me again
Well it only brings me sorrow
Oh, the same thing I would want today
I would want again tomorrow
 instrumental, same cbords as intro
Oh, I got a letter on a lonesome day
It was from his ship a-sailing
Saying, I don't know when I'll be coming back again
It depends on how I'm feeling
If you, my love, must think thataway
I'm sure your mind is a-roaming
I'm sure your thoughts are not with me
But with the country where you're going
So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Take heed of stormy weather
And yes, there is something you can send back to me
 end on last G.
Spanish boots of Spanish leather  
CHORDS:
G: 3x000x D/F#: 2x023x Em: 0x200x C: x3201x C/G: 3x201x
G/F#: 2x000x D11: x54030 Em(9): 0x400x C(9): x3001x
The picking pattern is a basic alternating-bass thing:
E |----------------|      E |----------------|
B |--*-------*-----|      B |--*-------*-----|
G |------*-------*-|  or  G |------*-------*-|
D |----*-------*---|      D |----*-------*---|
A |----------------|      A |*-------*-------|
E |*-------*-------|      E |----------------|

[The bass notes (D and E strings, always played by the thumb) in the pattern
are the most important; the other notes get left out from time to time.]
- Adam Schneider, schn0170@maroon.tc.umn.edu

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Born to be a cowboy  R.W. Hampton

 C
 The painted walls of Palo (C7) Duro, How my (F) heart can see them yet
As a boy of eighteen (C)summers, Long before I knew (G)regret
There (C) I rode the bold (C7) unwilling, And my (F) loop was keen and true
And even in the(C)dead of winter,(G)The sky seemed always(C)blue

(C) And its been (F) Saddle horse and (G)catch twine
(F) That has been my (C) life, Some say its been my downfall
That the (F) world has passed me (G) by
But the(F) life I live I(G) freely chose(F) I'm at yet(C) tonight
I was(F) born to be a(C) cowboy, And I(G) will be 'til I(C) die

In the heat of summer branding, We'd get an early start
And as we reached the pen of horses, We'd saddle in the dark
Then we'd ride out on the morning, Without a spoken word
The ring of spur and the fall of hoof was, All that could be heard
Chorus;
I first layed eyes on Darcy Taylor, At the cowboy christmas ball
The daughter of a preacher, And the fairest of them all
But I knew I could never have her, Though I loved her just the same
And I still get that old time feeling, When I hear her name
Chorus;
Photographs and trophy buckles, The things you hold with pride
When eyes grow dim, won't mean as much as, what you've got inside
But I've got a lot of memories, to me means more to me than gold
And I can say I'm ready lord, any time its time to go
Chorus;



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Bronco twisters prayer  Don Edwards


(Written by Gail Gardner)
3/4 (Sing)
 C
  Amazing (C7) grace (F) how sweet the (C) sound
That saved a wretch like (G) me
I (C) once was (C7) lost (F) but now I'm (C) found
Was blind but (G) now I (C) see
(Rescitation)
(C) Well it was just a little graveyard on the rollin foothill plains (C7)
(F) Bleached by sun and summer, swept by winter snows and rain (C) A little bunch of settlers had gathered on an autumn day(G)
Around a homemade lumber coffin, with their last repects to pay
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(C)Weary men who'd rung their living from this hard and arid land (C7)
(F) And beside em stood their women, faded wives with toiled worn hands (C)
But among em was one figure who was wiry straight and trim (G)
And everyone amongst us new him, he was the bronco twister, Jim (C)---------------------------------------------------------
Just a bunch of hardened muscle, tempered with a savage grit (C7)
(F) He had the reputation of a man who'd never quit (C)
He'd helped to build the coffin and he'd helped to dig the grave (G)
His instincts musta told him, how he's supposed to behave (C)
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Well we didn't have a preacher and the crowd was mighty slim (C7) (F) Just two women with weak voices, sang an old time funeral hymn, (C) That was all we had for service (G)
The old wife was sobbin for her husband of a lifetime, laid away without a prayer (C)
Then she saw the bronco twister and she walked right up to him (C7) (F) Put one trembling arm around him and said, pray, please won't ya Jim (C)
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Well you could see his figure stiffin as a look of quick surprise (G) shot across his swarthy features and his hard daredevil eyes (C)
Why he could handle any bronco and he never dodged a fight (C7)
(F) It was the first time anyone had seen his face turn white (C) But he took his large sombreo off his, rough and shaggy head (G)
And how I wish I could remember what that bronco peeler said (C)
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No he wasn't educated, on the range his youth was spent (C7)
(F) But the maker of creation knew exactly what he meant (C)
As he looked off toward the mountains where the driftin shadows laid (G)
Silence musta reigned in heaven when they heard ol'Jim pray (C)
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Many years have passed since that funeral in that little graveyard lot (C7)
(F) But it gave us all a memory and a lot of food for thought (C) as we stood beside this coffin with its freashly broken sod (G) and listened to a wreckless bronco breaker talkin heart to heart with god (C)
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Well when the prayer had finally ended and the grave had all been filled (C7)
(F) On his half unbroken pony he rode back toward the hills (C)
And we just stood there and let him, we watched him ride away (G) for no words could ever thank him, there was nothin we could say (C)
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Since we gathered at the graveyard, its been nearly fifty years (C7)
(F) With the joys and with the sorrows, with our hopes and with our fears (C)
But I hope when I'm finished and they lay me with the dead (G)
Some cowboy says a prayer above me like that bronco twister said (C) (ends like it starts with amazing grace)



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They call the wind Mariah  Fredrick Loewe & Alan Jay Lerner


(C)Away out here they have a name for rain and
wind and (Em)fire,
The (Am)rain is Tess, the (C)fire's Jo, and they (F)call
the (G)wind Ma(C)riah
(C)Mariah moves the stars around and sends the clouds
a (Em)flying,
Mariah (Am)makes the (C)mountains sound like (F)folks
was (G)up there (C)dying
(Chorus;)
(Am)Mariah, (Em)Mariah, they (F)call the (G)wind Ma(C)riah

Before I knew Mariah's name and heard her wail
and whining,
I had a girl and she had me, and the sun
was always shining
But then one day I left my gal I left her far
behind me,
And now I'm lost so gol darned lost, not even
God can find me

(Chorus;)

Out here they've got a name for rain, for wind
and fire only,
But when you're lost and all alone, there is no
word for lonely.
And I'm a lost and lonely man without a star
to guide me,
Mariah blow my love to me, I need my gal beside me

(Chorus;)

Mariah, Mariah, they call the wind Mariah,
Mariah, Mariah blow my love to me



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Canadian river waltz  R.W.Hampton

 C
  Its quiet this evening
 Em
On the old  candian
 FCG
As  I ride down  the canyon  alone
 CEm
I'm  lonely but  free
 FC
Just  my pony and  me
 GC
And the river is  singin a  song
 GCGC
  ) 
Theres plenty of rain
 Em
The grass is growin  tall
 FCG
The  river is  rollin  along
 CEm
The  cattle are  fat
 FC
The  calves lookin  good
 GC
Just layin round  waitin till  fall
 GCGC
    
As I ride out
On the point of a mesa
And survey all the beauty below
An eagle screams down
To his friends on the ground
Its time to be beddin down
 GCGC
    
That ol' setting sun
Its colors on the mesa
And on the river canyon wall
From somewhere far away
A coyote calls its mate
Its time to be headin home
 GCGC
    
The moons shinin bright
On the old canadian
As I jog down the canyon for home
I'm lonely but free
Just my pony and me
A cowboy at peace with the world
 GCGC
    
 GC
I'm a cowboy at peace with the world
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Cancion de amor y muerte  R.W. Hampton

(Song of love and death) 4/4
 G
  Tonight alone I'm (D7)waiting, Waiting for the(G) moonlight
To drive away the (C)darkness, From this cold gray (G) cell
At last its light has (C) found me, Prison bars that(G) surround me
Have vanished and (C)died, Ride once more (D7)the canyon(G) trails

(G) Way down in the (D7) valley, By the Rio (G) Hondo
Everynight I (D7) go, I go back there in my (G) dreams
All the leaves are (C) turning, With love my heart is (G) burning
For the one that I (D7) know, In the moonlight waits for (G) me

I am but a cowboy, From the foot of the Cristos
Who somehow turned outlaw, By the swiftness of a gun
One night an old pe'cocho, This devil man they call El' Goncho
Placed evil hands on my Marina, He payed dearly for his fun

Way down in the valley, By the Rio Hondo
Everynight I go, I go back there in my dreams
We'll walk along together, And we'll pledge our love forever
For I know with the sunrise, That our love will never be

(Pause) At last moons shadows fading (D7)Big cottonwood stands (G)waiting
As light streaks across (C) the east, They'll come and carry me (G) away
But in this short time that I've (C) got left, I've got time for one more (G) memory trip
For when we're (C) together, It always (D7) seems to ease the (G) pain

(G) Way down in the (D7) valley, By the Rio (G) Hondo
Everynight I (D7) go, I go back there in my (G) dreams
We'll walk along (C)together, And we'll pledge our love (G) forever
For I know with the (D7)sunrise, That our love will never(G) be


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Chant of the night songs  Don Edwards


(written by Don Edwards) 3/4

(C) When days work is over and (Dm7) supper times gone
I'll (G7) tell you a story of the (C) night riders song
That (F) long lonesome (G) whistle and (C) tunes with no (Am) words
The (F) chat of the night (G7) songs we sang round the (C) herd

Cattle on the bed ground and I hope that they'll stay
Till we're back on the trail at the breakin of day
But until dawn I hope that they'll sleep
Rest easy weary cattle to the cowboys melody

My trusty little night horse he's gentle and smart
He's heard my songs so much he knows em by heart
The creak of the saddle a loose bridle rein
His hooves keepin time to poor Liza Jane

Got to keep the herd settled don't want no stampede
Two thousand runnin steers is what I don't need
Cause lightning and longhorns ain't no kind of game
It's sure hell for leather thru the thunder and rain

What keeps the herd from runnin stampedin far and wide
The night riders moan and the texas lullaby
In all kinds of weather the lonely night thru
The chant of the night songs the night riders blues

Now the days of the range ridin cowboy are gone
The lonely night rider has sung his last song
That long lonesome whistle and tunes with no words
The chant of the night songs no more to be heard



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Cimarron  R.W. Hampton


4/4
 C
  It is like a (F) wild and beautiful (C) woman
With the (Dm) wind blowin through her (G) hair
And it comes to me, in my (C) dreams
And I (G) find myself (F) wanting to be (C) there

Cimar( F) ron, Cimar (C) ron from (Dm7) you
I've been long (G) gone
But I know that, you are (C) waiting
For (G) me to come (F) home Cimar (C) ron

Words like (F) Miranda and Ra-ah (C) go
Sangre De (Dm7) Christo and Bo-be (G) in
Words like do you still love (C) me
And are (G) you coming (F) home once (C) again
Chorus;

(C) As I ride across that (F) old mountain (C) pass
And I (Dm) see you there be (G) low
Like a wild and beautiful(C) woman
You (G) beckon me (F) with your soft (C) hello
Chorus;



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Claude Dallas  Ian Tyson



Capo 2nd Fret
Intro: Am G Dm F

 Am
 In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery(G)
Where rivers(Dm)run & disappear the mustang still lives free(F)
By the Devils(Am)wash and the coyote hole, in the wild Owyee range(G)
Somewhere in the(Dm)sage tonight, The wind calls out his name (F) Aye Aye Aye (Am)

Come gather round me buckaroos, and a story I will tell(G)
Bout the fugitive(Dm)Claude Dallas, who just broke out of jail(Am)
You might think this tale is history, from before the West was won(G)
But the events(Dm)that I'll describe took place in 1981(Am)

He was born out in Virginia, left home when school was through(G)
In the deserts(Dm)of Nevada, he became a bucka(Am)roo
He learned the ways of cattle, he learned to sit a horse(G)
And he always(Dm)packed a pistol,& he practiced deadly force(Am)

Then Claude(C) he became a trapper, and he dreamed of the bygone days(G)
He studied(Dm)bobcat logic, in the wild and silent(F)ways
In the bloody(C)runs near paradise, in the monitors down south(G)
Trapping cats(Dm)and coyotes, living hand and mouth(F)Aye Aye Aye(Am)

Then Claude took to living all alone, out many miles from town(G)
A friend(Dm)Jim Stevens brought supplies, and he stayed to hang (Am)around
That day two wardens Pogue and Elms, drove in to check Claude out(G)
They were(Dm,)seeking violations, and to see what Claude's
(Am) about

Now Claude he had hung some venison, he had a bobcat pelt or two
Pogue claimed they were out of season, he says, Dallas you're all through
But Dallas would not leave his camp, he refused to go to town
As the wind howled through the bull camp, they stared each other down

It's hard to say what happened next, perhaps we'll never know
They were going to take Claude into jail, and he'd vowed he'd never go
Jim Stevens heard the gunfire, and when he turned around
Bill Pogue was fallin backwards, Conley Elms he fell face down Aye Aye Aye

Jim Stevens walked on over, there was a gun near Bill Pogue's hand
It's hard to say who'd drawn his first But Claude had made his stand
Claude said, I'm justified Jim, they were going to cut me down
A mans got a right to hang some meat, when he's livin this far from town

It took 18 men and 15 months, to finally run Claude down
In the sage outside paradise, they drove him to the ground
Convicted up in Idaho, manslaughter by decree
Thirty years at maximum, but soon Claude would break free

There's two sides to this story, there may be no right or wrong
The lawmen and the renegade, have graced a thousand songs
The story is an old one, conclusions hard to draw
But Claude's out in the sage tonight, he may be the last outlaw Aye Aye Aye
Repeat 1st verse

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Colorado trail  Don Edwards


(James A.Bliss)

 C
  Ride all the lon(C7)ely nights
(F) Ride through the (C) day
Keep the herd a movin(Am) on
(D7) Movin on its (G) way

(C) Weep all ye lit(C7)tle rains
(F) Wail winds (C) wail
All the lon(Am)ely (Em)way a(Am)long
(F) The colo(Dm7)rado (C) trail

Eyes like the morning star
Cheeks like a rose
Laura was a pretty girl
God almighty knows
Chorus;

Ride through the stormy night
Dark is the sky
I wish I'd stayed in Abilene
Nice and warm and dry
CHORUS;
TAG;
All the lonely way along the colorado trail




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Cool water  Marty Robbins


 C
 Cool Water 
All (C)day I've faced the (G7)barren waste
with(C)out the taste of (G7)water, cool (C)water
Ole (F)Dan and I with (G7)throats burned dry
and (C)souls that (F)cry for (C)water (G7)cool, clear (C)water

The nights are cool and (G7)I'm a fool
Each (C)star's a pool of (G7)water, cool clear (C)water
And (F)with the dawn I'll (G7)wake and yawn
and (C)carry (F)on to (C)water (G7)cool, clear (C)water

The shadows sway and (G7)seem to say
to(C)night we pray for (G7)water, cool clear (C)water
And (F)way up there He'll (G7)hear our prayer
and (C)show us (F)where there's (C)water(G7)cool, clear (C)water
BRIDGE;
Keep a movin' Dan don't you (G7)listen to him Dan
He's the (C)devil not a man and he (G7)spreads the burnin' sand with (C)water
Say (F)Dan can't you see that (G7)big green tree
where the (F)water's runnin' free, it's (G7)waiting there for you and (C)me......G7)water.....cool, clear (C)water

Dan's feet are sore he's (G7)yearnin' for
Just (C)one thing more than (G7)water, cool, clear (C)water
Like (F)me I guess he'd (G7)like to rest
Where (C)there's no(F)quest for (C)water(G7)cool, clear (C)water




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Cowboy church  Red Steagall


4/4
 C
  Lord I'm just a cowboy (F) And you know cowboy ways
(C)You probably look at guys like me, The way I look at(G)strays
(C) You know the kind that wonder off, (F)Away from all the herd
(C) I was truely lost myself (G) Until I found the (C) word

(F) My church is the great (G) out of doors
(C) My song is natures sound
(F) The sky is my (C) cathedral
My alter is the (G) ground
(F) You must be fond of (C) mavericks
Cause you made them wild and (Am) free
(F) I know you've got a (C) place up there
For (G) old cowboys like (C) me

(C)Don't think that I don't love you,(F)Because I'm not herd bound
(C)Its just that I'm uncomfortable, With other folks (G) around
(C) I know your all around me, (F) I see you every day
(C) Its just that I don't go to church, (G) Where other people (C) pray

(F) My church is the great (G) out of doors
(C) My song is natures sound
(F) The sky is my (C) cathedral
My alter is the (G) ground
(F) You must be fond of (C) mavericks
Cause you made them wild and (Am) free
(F) I know you've got a (C) place up there
For (G) old cowboys like (C) me



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Cowboy in continental suit  Marty Robbins


(C) Well, he walked out in the arena
All (G) dressed up to the (C) brim
Said he's just came (Am) down
From a (G) place called Highland Rim
Well, he (C) said he came to (Em) ride the horse
The (F) one they called The (C) Brute
But he didn't look like a cowboy
In his (G) Continental (C) Suit.

We snickered at the way he dressed but he never said a word
He walked on by the rest of us as if he hadn't heard
A thousand bucks went to the man that could ride this wild cayuse
A meaner horse was never born than the one they called 'The Brute.'

The horse that he was lookin' for was in chute number eight
He walked up very slowly, put his hand upon the gate
We knew he was a thoroughbred when he pulled a sack of Dukes
From the inside pocket of his Continental Suit.

He rolled himself a Quirley and he lit it standing there
He blew himself a smoke ring and he watched it disappear
We thought he must be crazy when he opened up the gate
Standing just inside was fifteen hundred pounds of hate.

The buckskin tried to run him down but the stranger was too quick
He stepped aside and threw his arms around the horse's neck
He pulled himself upon the back of the horse they called 'The Brute'
Sat like he was born there in his continental suit.

The Brute's hind end was in the air, his front end on the ground,
Kickin' and a-squeelin' - trying to shake the stranger down
But the stranger didn't give an inch - he came to ride 'The Brute'
And he came to ride the buckskin in a continental suit.

Well, me I turned to look at Jim and he was watching me
He said, 'I don't believe the crazy things I think I see
But I think I see the outlaw, the one they call 'The Brute'
Ridden by a cowboy in a continental suit.'

The Brute came to a standstill - ashamed that he'd been rode
By a city cowboy in some continental clothes
The stranger took his money and we don't know where he went
We don't know where he came from and we haven't seen him since.

The moral of this story - never judge by what they wear
Underneath some ragged clothes could be a millionaire
Ev'rybody, listen - don't be fooled by this galoot
The sure enough bronc-buster in a Continental Suit.


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Deep water ice and snow  Don Edwards

(Full chorus;)(C) Deep water, (F) ice and snow
And with a (G) thousand cattle, (C) we had to go
To get the cattle to the (F) other side
You can (G) bet your life we had to (C) ride

(C) Now the railroad was (F) but a mile away
But (G) some men and horses (C) would die that day
We held the herd on a (F) ridge close by
As (G) the north wind blew (C) the snowflakes by

(C) Well we were all chilled (F) our bodies thru
But (G) from cold or fear, (C) nobody knew
So we lit us a smoke and (F) we watched her blow
Now (G) slack your cinches, (C) we gotta go
(Short chorus;)
(C) Deep water, (F) ice and snow
And with a (G) thousand cattle (C) we had to go

(C) Well I pointed the men and (F) we hit her fast
But (G) our luck by now was (C) a fadin fast
That man was a talkin (F) from down below
As (G) my horse and I were (C) next to go

(C) Well my horse turned over and (F) I floated free
But (G) the waves was so high, (C) I couldn't see
Then my horse swam by and (F) I grabbed his tail
He (G) dragged me outa that (C) icy hell
(short chorus;)
(C) Well I'll never forget (F) that terrible day
When (G) grown men cried and (C) I heard some pray
We crossed the cattle (F) to the other side
Just (G) to save a (C) vain mans pride

(C) Well the hell I've seen was (F) mighty cold
But (G) the other kinds worse (C) or so I'm told
Well I just hope (F) when I have to go
It (G) ain't in deep water, (C) ice or snow
(full chorus;)



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Desperado  Eagles



Des(G7)pera(C)do,why(C7) don't you co[F)me to your (Dm7)senses
You been (C)out ridin' fences for so long (G)now
Well you're a(C) hard one, but I(C7) know that(F)you've
got your re(Dm7)asons,
These (C)things that are (Am)pleasin' you can (G)hurt you some(C)how

(C)Don't you (Am)draw the queen of (Em)diamonds boy,
She'll (F)beat you if she's (C)able,
You know the queen of (Am)hearts is your best(G) bet
Now it (Am)seems to me some (Em)finer things have been (F)laid upon your (C)table
But you only (Am)want the ones (Dm7)you can't (G)get

(Same chords used as above)
Desperado, well you ain't gettin' no younger,
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you wild
And freedom, well, that's just some people talkin'
Your prison is walkin' through this world all alone

Don't your feet get cold in the winter time
When the sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the night time from the day
You're losin' all your highs and lows
Ain't it funny how the feelin' goes away

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses
Come down from your fences, and open the gate
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you before its to late


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Doney gal  Don Edwards



(C)We're alone doney (G) gal, in the (F) rain and (C) hail
Drivin them (G) doggies (F) down the (C) trail
Rain or shine, (F) sleet or (C) snow
(F) Me and (C) doney gal (F) are bound to (C) go

We ride the (G) range from (F) sun to (C) sun
A cowboys (G) work is (F) ne-ver (C) done
Rain or shine, (C7) (F) sleet or (C) snow
(F) Me and (C) my doney gal (F) are bound to (C) go

Starless (G) night and (F) lightnings (C) glare
Danger and (G) darkness (F) every (C) where
Rain or shine, (F) sleet or (C) snow
(F) Me and (C) my doney gal (F) are bound to (C) go

Swimin (G) rivers (F) long the (C) way
Pushin for the (G) north star (F) day by (C) day
Rain or shine, (C7) (F) sleet or (C) snow
(F) Me and (C) my doney gal (F) are bound to (C) go

The cowboy (G) life is a (F) dreary (C) life
For it rope and (G) brand and (F) ride and (C) sing
Rain or shine, (F) sleet or (C) snow
(F) Me and (C) my doney gal (F) are bound to (C) go

Ridin night (G) herd (F) all night (C) long
Singin (G) softly a (F) cowboy (C) song
Rain or shine, (C7) (F) sleet or (C) snow
(F) Me and (C) my doney gal (F) are bound to (C) go

The steers are (G) asleep on the (F) new bed (C) ground
Driftin my (G) doney gal (F) round and (C) round
Rain or shine, (F) sleet or (C) snow
(F) Me and (C) my doney gal (F) are bound to (C) go

Round the (G) campfires (F) flickering (C) glow
We sang the (G) songs of (F) long long (C) ago
Rain or shine, (C7) (F) sleet or (C) snow
(F) Me and (C) my doney gal (F) are bound to (C) go




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Down in the Valley  Michael Martin Murphy


 D
 Down In The Valley  --  The Valley So (A7)Low
Hang your head over -- Hear The Wind (D)Blow
Hear The Wind Blow Dear -- Hear The Wind (A7)Blow
Hang your head over -- Hear The Wind (D)Blow

Write me a letter -- send it by mail
Send it in care of -- birmingham jail
Birmingham jail dear -- birmingham jail
Send it in care of -- birmingham jail

Roses Love Sunshine -- Violets Love Dew
Angels In Heaven -- Know I Love You
Know I Love You Dear -- Know I Love You
Angels In Heaven -- Know I Love You

Down in the jail cell -- Down on my knees
Praying to heaven -- give my heart peace
Give my heart peace lord -- give my heart peace
Praying to heaven -- give my heart peace
Praying to heaven -- give my heart peace



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Dream ridin  R.W. Hampton


4/4
 G
  I'm ridin down the lonely trail a dreamin
Sleepy he's been dozin all the (G7)way.................
(C) Dreamin bout a filly in the meadow
I'm dreamin bout my pretty Daisy (G) Mae
(D) Dream ridin, Dreamin my life (G) away

(G) Sometimes in the hot part of the evenin
We'll stop a while and lay up in the (G7) shade................
(C) Folks a passin by'll think were loafin
But I just really think we've got it (G) made
(D) Dream Ridin, Dreamin my life (G) away

(G) Some folks think I'm lazy, my minds a little hazy
On that I'd almost have to (G7) confess..................
(C) Reality is fine, if you got the time
But dreamin always suited me (G) best

(G) Sometimes in the wee hours of the mornin
I'll saddle up my dreams and ride (G7) away.................
(C) I'll rope a shootin star that goes a glidin
And drift around until the break of (G) day
(D) Dream ridin, Dreamin my life (G) away
(Repeat the last 2 verses)



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El Paso  Marty Robbins


1. (C)Out in the West Texas (Dm)town of El Paso
(G7)I fell in love with a Mexican (C)girl
Nighttime would find me in (Dm)Rose's Cantina,
(G7)Music would play and Felina would (C)whirl

2. Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina,
Wicked and evil while casting a spell.
My love was strong for this Mexican maiden,
I was in love, but in vain I could tell.

Chorus; 1
(F)One night a wild young (C)cowboy came (F)in,
Wild as the (C)West Texas (C7)wind...
(C)Dashing and daring a drink he was sharing,
With wicked Felina, the (F)girl that I love
So in (G7)an - ger

3. I challenged his right for the love of this maiden;
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore.
My challenge was answered, in less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor.

4. Just for a moment I stood there in silence,
Shocked by the foul evil deed I had done.
Many thoughts ran through my mind as I stood there;
I had but one chance and that was to run.

Chorus; 2
Out through the back door of Rose's I ran,
Out where the horses were tied...
I caught a good one; he looked like he could run,
Up on his back and away I did ride.
Just as fast as

5. I could from the West Texas town of El Paso,
Out thru the badlands of New Mexico.
Back in El Paso my life would be worthless;
Everything's gone in life nothing is left.

6. But it's been so long since I've seen the young maiden,
My love is stronger that my fear of death.
(Nothing's missing. It really is only half a verse.)

Chorus; 3
I saddled up and away I did go,
Riding alone in the dark...
Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me,
Tonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heart.
And as last here

7. I am on the hill overlooking El Paso,
I can see Rose's Cantina below.
My love is strong and it pushes me onward,
Down off the hill to Felina I go.

8. Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys,
Off to my left ride a dozen or more.
Shouting and shooting; I can't let them catch me,
I've got to make it to Rose's back door.

Chorus; 4
Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel
A deep burning pain in my side...
It's getting harder to stay in the saddle.
I'm getting weary, unable to ride.
But my love for

9. Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen;
Though I am weary, I can't stop to rest.
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle,
I feel the bullet go deep in my chest.

10.From out of nowhere, Felina has found me,
Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side.
Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for,
One little kiss and Felina goodbye.








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El Paso City  Marty Robbins


(Words and music by Marty Robbins)
(G) From thirty thousand feet above
The (C) desert floor, I see you there be-(G) low
A city with a legend -
The (C) west Texas city of El (G) Paso
Where long ago I heard a song
A-(C) bout a Texas cowboy and a (G) girl
And a little place called Rosa's
Where he (D) used to go and watch his beauty (G) whirl

I don't recall who sang the song
But I recall the story that I heard
And as I look down on this city,
I remember each and ev'ry word
The singer sang about a jealous cowboy
And the way he used a gun
To kill another cowboy
Then he had to leave El Paso on the run

(G7) El Paso (C) Cit-y, by the Rio (G) Grand-ee
(D) The cowboy lived and rode away
But love was strong he couldn't stay
He rode back just to (D7)die in that (G) El Paso sun (G7)
El Paso (C) Cit-y, by the Rio (G) Grand-ee
(D) I try not to let you cross my mind
But still I find there's such a mystery
In this (D7)song that I don't (G) understand

My mind is down there somewhere
As I fly above the badlands of New Mexico
I can't explain why I should know
The very trail he rode back to El Paso
Can it be that man can disappear
>From life and live another time
And does the mystery deepen 'cause you think
That you yourself lived in that other time

Somewhere in my deepest thoughts
Familar scenes and memories unfold
These wild and unexplained emotions
That I've had so long but I have never told
Like every time I fly up thru the heavens
And I see you there below
I get the feeling sometime
In another world I lived in El Paso

El Paso Cit-y, by the Rio Grand-ee
Could it be that I could be
The cowboy in this mystery
That died there in that desert sand so long ago
El Paso Cit-y, by the Rio Grand-ee
A voice tells me to go and seek
Another voice keeps tellin' me
Maybe death awaits me in El Paso





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Fields of Gold  Police





 EmC
 You'll remember me when the west wind moves
 G
Upon the fields of barley
 EmCG
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
 CDEm
As we walk in fields of gold 

 EmCG

So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair come down
Among the fields of gold


Will you stay with me will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold

 EmCG

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold


 CG
 I never made promises lightly
 CG
 And there have been some that I've broken
 CG
 But I swear in the days still left
 CDG
We'll walk in fields of gold
 CDD
We'll walk in fields of gold


Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold


You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold (last line x3)





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Four strong winds  Bobby Bare


 CFDmG
 --- 
Chorus:
Four Strong (C) winds that blow (F) lonely
Seven (G7) Seas that run (C) high
All these (F)things that don't (Dm) change come what (G) may
But my (C) good times are all (F) gone
And I'm (G7) bound for movin' (C) on
I'll look (F) for you if I'm (Dm) ever back this (G) way

Think I'll (C) go out to Al (F) berta
Weather's (G) good there in the (C) fall
Got some (F)friends that I can (Dm) go to workin' (G) for
Still I (C) wish you'd change your (F) mind
If I (G7) asked you one more (C) time
But we've (F) been through that a (Dm) hundred times or (G) more

If I (C) get there before the (F) snow flies
And if (G7) things are goin' (C) good
You could (F)meet me if I (Dm) send you down the (G) fare
But if (C)you wait until the(F) winter
It (G7)will do no (C) good
cause the (F) wind can sure blow (Dm) cold way out (G) there

Repeat chorus; Then finish with;
I'll look (F)for you if I'm (G)ever back this (F)way(Dm)(G)(C)



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Frank James last ride  Michael Martin Murphey


4/4
(C) I dusted off my poster, I polished up my gun
I jotted down my memories, of my (G) moments in the (C) sun
Now by all rights and reason, I should not be standing here
But I out lived my brother by (G) another thirty (C) years

And (F) tonight I can here Jesse (C) callin
And (F) tonight we will ride once (G) again
I (F) believe I have seen my last (C) sunset
I believe I have (G) jumped my last (C) train
I believe I have (G) jumped my last (Am) train


(C) Now me and little Jesse, rode our way to fame
Engineers would shudder, at the (G) mention of our (C) name
We were more than dime store novels, we were more than flash and noise
We were farm boys from Missouri, Mrs. (G) James baby (C) boys

And (F) tonight I can here Jesse (C) callin
And (F) tonight we will ride once (G) again
I (F) believe I have seen my last (C) sunset
I believe I have (G) jumped my last (C) train
I believe I have (G) jumped my last (Am) train

(Bridge)
We (G) protected each other like (F) other brothers (C) should
Now (G) times finally done, what (F) the law never (G) could
And (F) to night I can here Jesse (C) callin
And (C) tonight we will ride once (G) again
For I believe (F) that I have seen my last (C) sunset
I believe I have (G) jumped my last (C) train
I believe I have (G) jumped my last (Am)train





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Frosty The Snow Man  Misc. Christmas




 CFC
Frosty the Snow Man  was a jolly happy soul   
 FC
With a corn-cob pipe and a button nose   and two eyes made out of
 G7CG7
coal.    
 CFC
Frosty the Snow Man is a fairy tale they say    
 FF#dimCAm
He was made of snow   but the children know   how he came to
 Dm7G7C
life one day.    
 FEm7A7
There must have been some magic in    that old silk hat they
 Dm7G7Cmaj7
found,    
 GG#dimAm7
For when they put it on his head   he began to dance around.  
 D7GG7

 CFF#dimC
Oh, Frosty the Snow Man  was alive as he could be,    
 FEm7A7
And the children say  he could laugh and play   just the same as
 Dm7G7C
you and me.    

 CFC
Frosty the Snow Man  knew the sun was hot that day,   
 FC
So he said, 'Let's run  and we'll have some fun  now before I melt
 G7CG7
away.'    
 CFC
Down to the village  with a broomstick in his hand,   
 FF#dimCAm
Running here and there   all around the square,   saying
 Dm7G7C
'Catch me if you can.'    

 FEm7A7
He led them down the streets of town    right to the traffic cop,
 Dm7G7Cmaj7
 GG#dimAm7D7
And he only paused a moment   when he heard him holler,   
 GG7
'Stop!'   
 CFF#dimC
For Frosty the Snow Man  had to hurry on his way,    
 FEm7A7
But he waved good-bye,  saying, 'Don't you cry;   I'll be back
 Dm7G7C
again some day.'    

Thumpety thump thump, thumpety thump thump, Look at Frosty go. Thumpety
 CG7G7G7C
thump thump, thumpety thump thump, Over the hills of snow.      




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Ghost Riders In The Sky  Johnny Cash


 Am
An old cowboy went riding out one dark and 
 CAm
windy day, Upon a ridge he rested
 C
as he went along his way,        
 Am
When  all at once a mighty herd
 CAm
ofred-eyed cows he  saw,
 F
 Plowin' through the ragged sky,
 Am
and  up a cloudy  draw,            

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel,
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel,
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky,
For he saw the riders coming hard, and he heard their mournful cry
Chorus:
Yippe-ai -a (C)yippee-a i- o (Am)
(F)Ghost riders in the sky, (Am)

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat,
He's ridin' hard to catch that herd but he ain't caught them yet,
Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky,
On horses snortin' fire, as they ride on hear them cry

As the riders loped on by him, he heard one call his name,
If you want to save your soul from hell, a ridin' on our range,
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride,
Trying to catch the devil's herd, a-cross the endless skies
Yippe-ai-a yippee-ai -o Ghost riders in the sky,
Ghost riders in the sky, Ghost riders in the sky,

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God must be a cowboy  Dan Seals


 G#
CAPO: 1st FRET; KEY: PLAY: G
(G) a campfire, some (C) coffee
>From a (G) tin cup in my (G7) hand
(C) Sure warms the fingers when it's (G) cold ...(G7)
(G) a-playin' an (C) old guitar
A (G) friend I under-[(G7) stand
(A7) Sure smoothes the wrinkles in my (D) soul ...(D7)

A-(G) sleepin' in the (C) moonlight
A (G) blanket for my (G7) bed
(C) Leaves a peaceful feelin' in my (G) mind ...(G7)
(G) Wakin' up in the (C) mornin'
with an (G) eagle over-(Em) head
Makes me (G) want to fly a-(D) way be-(D7) fore my (G) time

CHORUS;
And I think (G) God must be a cow-(G7) boy at (C) heart
He made (D) wide open (D7) spaces from the (G) start ...(D7)
He made (G) grass and trees and moun-(G7) tains
And a (C) horse to be a friend
And (D) trails to lead old cow-(D7) boys home a-(G) gain ...(G7)

(C) Night life and big cities
Is al-(G) right for awhile (G7)
(C) Sure makes you feel good when you're (G) there ...(G7)
But the (C) country's so pretty
It goes (G) on and on for (Em) miles
(A7) takes away my troubles and my (D) cares ...(D7)

CHORUS;
And (D) trails to lead old cow-(D7) boys home a-(G) gain



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My heroes been cowboys  Willie Nelson

3/4
 D
1. I grew up dreaming of being a cowboy
2. Cowboys are special with their own brand of misery
 GD
1. And loving the cowboy ways.
2. From being alone too long.
 D
1. Pursuing the life of my high riding heroes
2. You could die from the cold in the arms of a nightmare
 E7A7
1. I   burned   up   my    childhood    days.
2. Knowing well that your best days are gone
 D
1. I learned all the rules of a moder day drifter
2. Picking up hookers instead of my pen
 GD
1. Don�t you hold on to nothing too long
2. I let the words of my youth fade away.
 GDG
1. Just take what you need from the ladies and   leave them
2. Old worn out saddles and old worm out memories
 DA7D
1. With the words of a sad country song.
2. With no one and no place to stay.
CHORUS
 GD
My heroes have always been cowboys
 E7A7
 And they still are it seems
 GDG
 Sadly in search of and one step in back of
 DA7D
Themselves and their slow moving dreams.

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Home on the range  Michael Martin Murphey


 CC7F
Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam
 CG7
Where the deer and the antelope play
 CC7F
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
 CG7C
and the skies are not cloudy all day
Chorus:
 G7C
Home, home on the range
 G7
Where the deer and the antelope play
 CC7F
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
 CG7C
and the skies are not cloudy all day

The Red Man was pressed from his part of the west
and he's likely no more to return
to the banks of Red River, where seldom, if ever
his flickering campfires still burn
Repeat chorus----------------------------------
How often at night when the heavens are bright
with the light from the glittering stars
Have I stood there amazed and asked, as I gazed
if their glory exceeds that of ours
Repeat chorus-----------------------------------
Oh, give me a land where the bright diamond sand
flows leisurely down the stream
Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along
like a maid in a heavenly dream (Repeat chorus)

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Still make cheyenne  George Strait


INTRO D G A
(D)Her Telephone Rang 'Bout A (G)Quarter To Nine
(D)She Heard His Voice On The(A7) Other End Of The(G) Line
She Wondered What Was (A7)Wrong This Time
(D)She Never Knew What His (G)Calls Might Bring
With A (D)Cowboy Like Him It Could (A7)Be Anything
(G)And She Always Expected The (A7)Worst In The Back Of Her (D)Mind(A7)

He Said, It's Cold Out Here And I'm All Alone
I Didn't Make The Short Go, Again, And I'm Coming Home
I Know I've Been Away Too Long
I Never Got A Chance To Write Or Call
And I Know This Rodeo Has Been Hard On Us All
But I'll Be Home Soon And Honey Is There Something Wrong
CHORUS:
(G)She Said Don't Bother (A7)Comin' Home
By The (D)Time You (A7)Get Here I'll (G)Be Long Gone
There's(D)Somebody New And He (A7)Sure Ain't No Rodeo (G)Man(A7)
(G)He Said I'm Sorry It's (A7)Come Down To This
There's (D)So Much (A7)About You That (G)I'm Gonna Miss
But It's (D)Alright Honey If I (A7)Hurry I Can Still Make (G)Cheyenne
Gotta(D) Go Now Baby If I(A7)Hurry I Can Still Make(G)Cheyenne

He Left That Phone Danglin' Off The Hook
Then He Slowly Turned And Gave It One Last Look
The He Just Walked Away
He Aimed His Truck Toward That Wyoming Line
With A Little Luck He Could Get There In Time
And In That Cheyenne Wind He Could Still Hear Her Say
Repeat CHORUS----------------------------------------

She Never Knew What His Calls Might Bring
With A Cowboy Like Him It Could Be Anything
And She Always Expected The Worst In The Back Of Her Mind
OUTRO D G D A G A D D

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Rodeo man  Don Williams

3/4 time
 CF
 Shes a barmaid in a west texas dance hall 
 CGC
 Shes there everynight till they close
 CF
 The cowboys pay for the juke box
 CGC
 And she plays San Antonio Rose
 CF
 Well I know that her life ain't been easy
 CGC
 Lord the lines in her face say it all
 CF
 But she still is a beautiful woman
 CGC
 In the lights of this texas dance hall
Chorus:
 CF
 But she won't sit down at your table
 CGC
 And I know that you can't hold her hand
 CF
 No she won't go home with you cowboy
 CGC
 Shes in love with a rodeo Man
 CF
 Well he's hard and he's scared and he's grated
 CGC
 And he's stoned most all of the time 
 CF
 He drinks at a dark corner table
 CGC
 And he waits there until closin time
Chorus:

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Knocking on Heavens Door  Bob Dylan


 GDAm7
 Mama take this badge off of me,
 GDC
 I can't use it anymore
 GDAm7
 It's getting dark, too dark to see
 GDC
 I feel I'm knocking on heaven's door

Chorus;
 GDAm7
 Knock, knock, knocking on heavens door
 GDC
 Knock, knock, knocking on heavens door
 GDAm7
 Knock, knock, knocking on heavens door
 GDC
 Knock, knock, knocking on heavens door


Mama put my guns in the ground
I won't need them anymore
That long black cloud is coming down
I feel I'm knocking on heaven's door

Chorus;

Mama wipe the tears from my face
I won't shed them any more
Got a feeling that's hard to trace
I feel I'm knocking on heaven's door

Chorus;

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Lantern on the wagon  Red Steagall


 Am
  I was out on night guard when the (G) storm came rollin in
(Am)The lead steer got up to his feet and (G)raced into the wind
(Am)The air was filled with lightning and it (G)jumped from horn to horn
My (F)night horse took the challenge and we (G)rode into the (Am) storm

(Am)I tried to turn the leaders but they (G)scattered like the wind
(Am)I held onto a hundred head and (G) turned them back again
(Am)I rode with no direction as I (G) pushed them thru the night
Then (F)way off in the distance was a (G)tiny point of (Am)light

Yes (F)the lantern on the wagon led me safely thru the(Am) storm
A beacon shining brightly when your (F)lost and all (G) alone
As (F)I wondered thru the darkness what a warm and welcome(Am) sight
The (F)lantern on the wagon led me safely (G)thru the (Am)night

(Am)Your life has no direction when you (G)think you've lost your way
(Am)I had a friend who helped me, all I (G) had to do was pray
(Am)He's the one whos love is constant you don't (G)have to ride alone
All (F)you need to do is ask him and he'll (G)lead you safely (Am) home

Like (F)the lantern on the wagon he will lead thru the(Am) storm
A beacon shining brightly when your (F) lost and all (G)alone
As (F)you wonder thru the darkness he's a warm and friendly (Am) sight
His (F)light of love will lead you safely (G)thru the darkest (Am) night
Yes (F)his light of love will lead you safely (G)thru the darkest (Am) night



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Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!  (Sammy Cahn, J.Styne (C) 1945)



 FC7F
Oh, the weather outside is frightful, 
 AbdimC7
But the fire is so delightful, 
 GmD7Gm
And since we've no place to go, 
 C7F
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow. 

It doesn't show signs of stopping,
And I brought some corn for popping;
The lights are turned way down low,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

 CC
 When we finally kiss good night,  
 Dm7G7C
How I'll hate going out in the storm; 
 CC
But if you really hold me tight,  
 D7G7C7
 All the way home I'll be warm.  

The fire is slowly dying,
And, my dear, we're still good-bye-ing,
But as long as you love me so.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

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Lights of amarillo  Chris Ledoux


 CFC
  The panhandle dust Is blowin hard  tonight
 G
I can't even see across the  road
 CFC
I'm thankful for the wind, its a  blessing in disguise
 GC
It keeps me from  seeing,the lights of Amarillo
Chorus:
 FC
The  lights of amarillo shine so  bright
 G
Across the plains they became her guiding  light
 C
I can  see them in the distance
 FC
On a clear panhandle  night
 G
Shes out there  somewhere
 C
In the lights of  amarillo
I can't really blame her for leaving me here
I couldn't leave papa all alone
She wanted those kind of things, that I could never give her
She went to find them, in the lights of amarillo
Chorus;
Each night i'm so worn out, from workin all day long
Hoeing those endless cotton rows
By the time I'm laying down, her dancing shoes are going on
Going out with some cowboy, in the lights of amarillo
Chorus;
Repeat last 2 lines of chorus



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Little Joe the wrangler  Don Edwards


 C
  Little Joe, The Wrangler, will (F) wrangle never more
His (C) days with the remuda, they're all (G7) o'er
Was a (C) year ago last April, when he (F) rode into our camp
Just a (C) little Texas (G7) stray and all (C) alone

Was late in the ev'nin', when he (F) rode up to our camp
On a (C) little Texas pony, he called (G7) Chaw
With his (C)brogan shoes and overalls, a (F) tougher lookin' kid
You (C) never in your (G7) life before, had (C) saw
1st Chorus;
His (F) saddle was a Texas 'kack' built (C) many years ago
An O.K. spur on one foot, lightly (G7) swung
With his (C)hot-roll in a cotton sack, and (F)loosely tied behind
And a (C) canteen from his (G7) saddle horn, was (C) slung

He said he had to leave his home, his pa had married twice
His new ma whipped him every day or two
So he saddled up old Chaw one night and 'lit a shuck' this way
He said he'd try to paddle his own canoe

He said if we would give him work, he'd do the best he could
Tho' he didn't know straight up, about a cow
So the Boss, he cut him out a mount and kindly put him on
He sorta liked this little kid somehow
2nd chorus;
He learned to jingle horses and to know them one and all
And to get 'em in at daybreak, if he could
And to trail the old chuck wagon and always hitch the team
And help the 'cookie' ev'nin's - rustle wood

We had hardly reached Red river, the weather it was fine
We were camped down on the south side, in a draw
When a 'Norther' commenced blowin' so we doubled up our guard
for it took all hands to hold the cattle in

Little Joe, The Wrangler, was called out with the all rest
and tho' the kid had scarcely reached the herd
When the cattle, they stampeded, like a hail storm on, they fled
And ev'ryone was ridin' for the lead
3rd chorus;
A-mid the streaks of lightnin', there was one horse up ahead
He was tryin' to check the leader in their speed
It was Little Joe, The Wrangler, with a slicker o'er his head
He was ridin' old Blue Rocket in the lead

When we finally got 'em millin' and kinda quieted down
And the extra guard back to the wagon rode
ah but there was one a-missin', we all knew it at a glance
Was our little Texas stray, poor wrangler Joe

Next mornin' just at daybreak, we found where Rocket fell
Down in a washout, twenty feet be-low
Be-neath his horse, mashed to a pulp, his spur had rung the knell
For our little Texas stray, poor wrangler Joe





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Lonesome dove  Michael Martin Murphey


(C) Lonesome dove I (F) hear your (C) cry
And if I had (F) wi (dm7) ngs to (G) cry
I'd (F) join you (G) in your (C) restless (F) flight
Theres (C) know place for (G) lonesome dove to (F) rest to (C) night

A ramblers heart is like a (F) lonesome (C) dove
Far away from (F) his (dm7) true (G) love
He (F) cannot (G) find his (C) mate in (F) flight
(C) Theres no place for (G) lonesome dove to (F) rest (C) tonight

(F) On the (G) wing, (C) wonder (F) ing
(C) Flies on and (G) on his (F) song to (C) sing
(F) Searching (G) for his (C) long lost (F) love
(C) Why must he (G) always be a (F) lonesome (C) dove

Like cowboys and (F) old out (C) laws
Riding for a (F) lo (dm7) ng lost (G) cause
(F) Searching (G) for the(C) one true (F) light
(C) Our hearts feel (G) just like a lonesome (F) dove (C) tonight

Lonesome dove we (F) hear your (C) cry
And if we had (F) wi (dm7) ngs to (G) fly
We'd (F) join you (G) in your (C) restless (F) flight
(C) Theres no place for (G) lonesome dove to (F) rest (C) tonight




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Mamas Don't Let Your Babies  Willie Nelson


(In 3/4 Time)
 DG
 Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
 A
Don't let them pick guitars and drive in old trucks,
 A7D
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such.
 DG
 Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
 A
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
 A7D
even with someone they love.

 DG
 Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold.
 AA7D
And they'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold.
 D
 Lone Star belt buckles and old faded Levis and each night
 G
begins a new day.
 A
And if you don't understand him and he don't die young
 A7D
he'll probably just ride a-way.

 DG
 Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
 A
Don't let them pick guitars and drive in old trucks,
 A7D
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such.
 DG
 Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
 A
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
 A7D
even with someone they love.

 EA
cowboy loves smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings,
 BB7E
And little warm puppies and children and girls of the night.
 E
 Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do sometimes
 A
won't know how to take him.
 B
He's not wrong he's just different and his pride won't let him
 B7E
do things to make you think he's right.

 DG
 Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
 A
Don't let them pick guitars and drive in old trucks,
 A7D
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such.
 DG
 Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
 A
They'll never stay home and they're always alone
 A7D
even with someone they love.

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The man who shot Liberty Valance  R.W. Hampton


 C
  When Liberty Valance rode to town the women 
 AmC
  folk would hide.....would  hide
When Liberty Valance walked around
 Am
the men  would step aside
 Dm
Because   the point of  a gun was the only law,
 G
Liberty under  stood
 CDm
When it  came to shootin straight and fast, 
 GC
he was  mighty  good

From the east there came a man a law book
in his (Am)hand, a (C)man
The kind of man the west would need to tame
this troubled(Am) land
Because (Dm)the point of a gun was the only law
Liberty under(G)stood
When it (C)came to shootin straight and fast
(Dm)he was(G)mighty good
Many a men would (Am) face his gun, many (C) a men would (Am) fall
The(C)man who shot(Am)Liberty Valance,
(C)he shot (Am) Liberty Valance
He (Dm) was the brav (G) est of them (C) all

The love of a girl can make a man stay on when (Am) he should go... stay(C)on
Just trying to fill a peaceful life where love
is free (Am)to grow
But the (Dm) point of a gun was the only law
Liberty under (G) stood
When (C) the final showdown came at last,
(Dm) a law book (G) was no (C)good

A woman afraid she prayed that he'd return
that(Am)fateful night....awe that (C) night
When nothing she said could keep her man
from going (Am) out to fight
From (Dm) the monent a girl gets to be full grown,
the first thing that she (G)learns
When (C) two men go out to face each other,
(Dm) only (G) one (C) returns

Everyone heard two shots (Am) ring out,
(C) the shot made Liberty (Am) fall
The (C) man who shot (Am) Liberty Valance,
(C) he shot (Am) Liberty Valance
He (Dm) was the brav (G) est of them (C) all
(slows) He (Dm) was the brav (G) est of them (C) all



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The masters call  Marty Robbins


(Am) The lightning rolled in hoops and circles
The rain in sheets is coming (C)down
The thunder rattles through the gulches
As the hoofbeats shook the (Am) ground
The cowhands rode hell bent for leather
Beggin god for the break of (C)day
Cause a stampede beats the best Camp meeting
When it comes to gettin men to (Am) pray

(C) When I was but a young man (Am) wild and full of fire
A (C) youth within my teens but full of (Am) challenge and desire
I (C) ran away from home and left my (Am) mother and my dad
How it (F) grieved them so to think that (G) there only boy was (Am) bad

I (C) fell in with an outlaw bunch, there (Am) names were known quite well
How (C) many times we robbed and plundered (Am) I could never tell
This (C) kind of sinful living will lead (Am) only to a fall
I (F) learned that much and more the night I (G) heard my master (Am) call

One (C) night we rustled cattle, (Am) a thousand head or so
Then (C) started them out on the trail that (Am) leads to Mexico
When (G) a norther started blowin and (C) lightning flashed about
I (Am) thought someone was callin me I (F) thought I heard a (Am) shout

Then (C) at that moment lightning struck (Am) not twenty yards from me
And (C) left there was a giant cross where (Am) once there'd been a tree
This (G) time I know I heard a voice, (C) a voice so sweet and plain
A (Am) voice that came from everywhere (F) a voice that called my (Am) name

So (C) frightened I was thinking of the (Am) sinful deeds I'd done
I (C) failed to see the thousand head of (Am) cattle start to run
The (C) cattle they stampeded and (Am) were running all around
My (F) pony ran but stumbled and he (G) threw me to the (Am)ground

I (C) felt the end was near that (Am) death would be the price
When (C) a mighty bolt of lightning showed the (Am) face of Jesus Christ
And I (G) cried Oh lord forgive me, (C) don't let it happen now
I (Am) want to live for you alone, (F) god these words I (Am) vow

My (C) wicked life unfolded, I (Am) thought of wasted years
When (C) another bolt of lightning killed a (Am) hundred head of steers
And (G) the others rushed on by me, (C) but I was left to live
The (Am) master had a reason life was (F) his to take or (Am) give

A (C) miriacle performed that night (Am) I wasn't meant to die
The (C) dead ones formed a barricade (Am) least six or seven high
And (C) right behind it there was I (Am) afraid but safe and sound
I (F) cried and begged for mercy then and (G) there upon the (Am) ground

A (C) pardon I was granted my (Am) sinful soul set free
No (C) more to fear the angry waves (Am) upon lifes stormy seas
For (C) given by a love of god, a (Am) love that will remain
I (F) gave my life and soul the night the (G) savior called my (Am) name
I (F) gave my life and soul the night the (G) savior called my (Am) name





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Meet me tonight in Laredo  Marty Robbins


3/4 time;
(D) He met her one night in (G) laredo
Just a (D) wild commancharo they (A7) say
They (D) told her that he'd been an (G) outlaw
And (A7) she'd have to send him (D) away

(D) They warned her of toil and (G) hardship
And a (D) life full of heartache and (A7) tears
Then (D) one day he sent her a (G) message
The (A7) one she'd been waiting to (D) hear

(D) Meet me tonight in (G) laredo
Wait (D) till the moons hangin (A7) low
Meet (D) me tonight in (G) laredo
We'll (A7) soon be in old (D) Mexico

That night as they slipped thru the darkness
To the place where the horses were tied
He whispered a prayer for tomorrow
That she would be safe by his side

She smiled as they climbed in the saddle
And as swift as the wild prairie wind
They rode to madre sierra
Repeating these words once again

chorus;

And now in their own hacienda
In the glow of the soft candle light
The hands that once held a six gun
Are holding their baby tonight

She echo's his god will go with us
And at night when the moons hanging low
She smiles as she fondly remembers
The words he had said long ago (Repeat chorus;)



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Mama I'm a cowboy  Red Steagall


Written by Richard O'Brien
 D
 Theres nothing left but ashes, The (Em)fire is gone for good
I'm (A7)trapped here in this cabin, To (G)cold to go for(D) wood
So I thought I'd write a letter, Let you (Em) know that i'm okay
Though my (A7) leg still hurts a little, From (G) a bad spill (A7) yester (D) day (D7)
Chorus:
Dear (G) mama I'm a (A7) cowboy
And (D) I know that breaks your (G) heart
All (A7) the things they wrote about me
Must of (G) torn your world (A7) apart
So (D) mama please forgive me
Though (Em) I drove you near insane
I (A7) never killed nobody
I (G) never rob (A7) bed that (D) train

We found him in the springtime, At the (Em) table where he died
(A7)Tears had stained the letter, When (G) he bowed his head and (D) cried
We all just bawled like babies, As we (Em) read it one by one
And (A7) thought about our own mamas, All (G) the things (A7) we'd left (D) undone
Chorus:
Tag: (spoken)
(D) Then we rolled him in his blanket
And as (Em) the boy's all gathered around
(A7) I read his letter one more time
Then (G) we lowered him into the (D) ground (D7) Repeat chorus;






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Mr Shorty  Marty Robbins


4/4 (Words and music by Marty Robbins)

(C) Nobody knew where he (Am) came from
(C) They only knew he came (Am) in
(C) Slowly he walked to the (Am) end of the bar
And he (Dm) ordered up one slug of (E7) gin
Well, I could (Am) see that he wasn't a (Dm) large man
I could (G) tell that he wasn't too (C) tall
I (E7) judged him to be (Am) 'bout five-foot three
And his (D) voice was a soft Texas (G) drawl.

Said he was needin' some wages
'Fore he could ride for the west
Said he could do most all kind of work
Said he could ride with the best;
There in his blue eyes was a sadness
That comes from the need of a friend
And tho' he tried, he still couldn't hide
The loneliness there, deep within.

Said he would work thru the winter
For thirty a month and his board
I started to say where he might land a job
When a fellow came in thru the door
And I could tell he was lookin' for trouble
From the way that he came stompin' in
He told me to leave Shorty there by himself
Come down and wait on a man

The eyes of the little man narrowed
The smile disappeared from his face
Gone was the friendliness that I had seen
And a wild look of hate took its' place
But the big one continued to mock him
And he told me that I'd better go
Find him a couple of glasses of milk
Then maybe Shorty would grow

When the little man spoke, there was stillness
He made sure that everyone heard
Slowly he stepped away from the bar
And I still remember these words
Oh! it's plain that you're lookin' for trouble
Trouble's what I try to shun
If that's what you want, then that's what you'll get
'Cause cowboy, we're both packin' guns

His hand was already positioned
Feet wide apart on the floor
I hadn't noticed but there on his hip
Was a short-barreled Bass Forty-Four
It was plain he was ready and waitin
He leaned a bit forward and said
When you call me Shorty, say Mister, my friend
Maybe you'd rather be dead

In the room was a terrible silence
As the big one stepped out on the floor
All drinkin' stopped and the tick of the clock
Said death would wait ten seconds more
He cussed once or twice in a whisper
And he said with a snarl on his lips
Nobody's Mister to me little man
And he grabbed for the gun on his hips

But the little man's hands was like lightning
The Bass Forty-Four was the same
The Forty-Four spoke and it sent lead and smoke
And seventeen inches of flame
For the big one had never cleared leather
Beaten before he could start
A little round hole had appeared on his shirt
The bullet went clear thru his heart

The little man stood there a moment
Then holstered the Bass Forty-Four
It's always this way so I never stay
Slowly he walked out the door
Nobody knew where he came from
They won't forget he came by
They won't forget how a Forty-Four gun
One night made the difference in size

(C) As for me, I'll remember the (Am) sadness
(C) Shown in the eyes of the (Am) man
(C) If we meet someday, you can (Am) bet I would say
That it's (D) me, Mister (D7) Shorty,
Your (G) frien-(F) ien-(G)d




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MUCH TOO YOUNG  Garth Brooks



 DEm
 This old highway's getting longer
 A7GD
 Seems there ain't no end in sight
To sleep would be best
 Em
But I just can't afford to rest
 A7GD
 I gotta ride in Denver tomorrow night

I called the house, but no one (Em)answered
(A7)For the last two (G)weeks no one's been (D)home
I guess she's through with me
To tell the (Em)truth, I just can't see
What's (A7)kept a woman hol(G)ding on this (D)long
(CHORUS)

And the (G)white line's getting longer
And my (D)saddle's getting (Em)cold
Now I'm (G)much too young to (A7)feel this damn (D)old
All my (G)cards are on the table with no (D)ace left in the
(Em)hole
Now I'm (G)much too young to (A7)feel this damn (D)old

The (D)competition's getting (Em)younger
Tougher (A7)broncs, you (G)know I can't (D)recall
A worn out tape of Chris LeDoux
Lonely (Em)women and bad booze
Seem to be(A7) the only (G)friends I've left at(D) all
(CHORUS)


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Murder steer  Ian Tyson


 Am
  Come all ye brave cow punchers, wherever you may (C) be
My tale is of the ninties, when the west was wild and (Am)free
South (F)Texas Brewster county,an(C)early work was a goin(Am)on
Three (F) thousand head of cattle,thrown (G) together in the
(Am) dawn----------------------------------------------------
Now the biggest outfits of that time was Wentworth and(C)Dubois
There rep was a man named Gilliland sent to represent their (Am) loss
A (F) man of pride and arrogance, he (C) was oft described that (Am)way
And (F) he set the wheels in motion for the (G) horrors of that (Am) day-------------------------------------------------------
Now on that day a yearling bull was claimed by Henry (C)Poe
And the roundup boss agreed, said with Henry he should (Am) go
Finally (F) Gilliland loped over and said (C) produce the mama (Am) cow
Or (F) you'll play hell a takin him and we'll (G) settle it here and (Am) now--------------------------------------------
When Henry Poe and Gilliland met in the center of the (C) herd
Tragedy was near at hand though no one could hear their (Am)words
But (F) when the dust had settled on that (C) january (Am) day
Henry (F) Poe was found gunned down (G) Gilliland rode hard (Am) away-----------------------------------------------------
So the boy's dragged out the yearling bull, branded murder on his (C) hide
And January twenty on the mavericks other (Am) side
Then (F) they turned him loose to wonder like some (C) phantom of the (Am) plains
In (F) Texas on the full of the moon his (G)legend still
(Am)remains----------------------------------------------------
(This last verse is slowed down)
Out on the lonesome ranges, in the silent mists of (C) dawn
The ghost steer comes a gliddin, then suddenly he's (Am) gone
Still (F) searchin for the cowboys that placed a (C) curse upon his (Am) hide
Doomed (F) to roam eternity, murder (G) branded on his (Am) side



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Navajo rug  Ian Tyson


Written By: Ian Tyson/Tom Russell
(Capo 2nd Fret)
 GEmCD
Intro:        
Well its (G)two eggs up on whiskey toast, And (Am)home fries on the side, Wash it down with the road house (Am7)coffee, (D)Burns up your insides, Just a (G)Canyon-Colorado Diner, And a (Am)waitress I did love, I (C)sat in the back neath an old stuffed bear (D)n(stop) And a worn out Navajo rug
Well Old (G)Jack, the boss, he left at six And its (Am)Katie bar the door She'd pull down that Navajo (Am7)rug, And she'd (D)spread it across the floor
Hey, I saw (G)lightning cross the sacred mountains, Saw (Am)woven turtle doves, while lyin (C) next to Katie, On (D)that old Navajo rug-----------(Chorus;)------------
Aye, Aye, (G)Aye, (Em)Katie, (C) Shades of red and (D)blue
Aye, Aye, (G)Aye, (Em)Katie (C)Whatever became of the Navajo rug and (G)you (Em)Katie, (C)shades of red and (D)blue--------
Well I saw old Jack about a year ago,He said the place burned to the ground, And all I saved was this old bear tooth
And Katie, she's left town, Oh but Katie, she got her souvenir too, Jack spat a tobacco plug
Well you should have seen her a-coming through the smoke
Draggin that Navajo rug---------(Repeat Chorus;)-------------
So every time I cross the sacred mountains, And lightning breaks above, It always takes me back in time, To my long lost Katie love, But everything keeps on a-moving, Yeah, everybody's on the go, You don't find things that last anymore
Like an old woven Navajo (Repeat Chorus twice and fade)

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Night riders lament  Garth Brooks


Written by Michael Burton
 C
 One night while I was out (F)ridin' 
The (C)graveyard shift, midnight 'til (G)dawn
The (F)moon was bright as a (C)readin' light
For a (G)letter from an old friend back (C)home
And he asked me (F)Why do you (G)ride for your (C)money
Tell me (F)why do you (G)rope for short (C)pay
You ain't (F)gettin' no(G)where and you're (C)losin' your
(Dm)share...(Am).....(F)....
Boy, they (G)must all be crazy out (C)there

He said last night I ran onto Jenny,
She's married and she has a good life
Boy, you sure missed the track when you never came back
She's the perfect professional's wife

And she asked me why does he ride for his money
And tell me why does he rope for short pay
He ain't gettin' nowhere and he's losin' his share
Boy, he must've gone crazy out there

Ah, but they've never seen the Northen Lights,
they've never seen a hawk on the wing
They never spent spring on the Great Divide
And they've never heard ole' camp cookie sing

Well, I read up the last of my letter,
And I tore off the stamp for black Jim
When Billy rode out to relieve me,
He just looked at my letter and grinned

He said now why do they ride for their money,
Oh tell me why do they ride for short pay
They ain't gettin' nowhere and they're losin' their share
Boy, they must've gone crazy out there
Lord, they must all be crazy out there


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oklahoma hills  Hank Thompson


















 D
  Many months have come and gone
 GE
Since I  wandered from my  home
 ADA
In those  Oklahoma Hills where I was  born  
 D
Many a  page of life has turned
 GE
Many a  lesson I have  learned
 AD
Yet I  feel like in those hills I still be- long.

CHORUS
 D
  'Way down yonder in the Indian nation
 GE
 rode my pony on the reser- vation
 ADA
In the  Oklahoma Hills where I was  born  
 D
A- Way down yonder in the Indian nation
 GE
 cowboy's life is my occu- pation
 AD
In the  Oklahoma Hills where I  born.

But as I sit here today
Many miles I am away
From the place I rode my pony through the draw
Where the Oak and Blackjack trees
Kiss the playful prairie breeze
In those Oklahoma Hills where I was born.

CHORUS

As I turn life a page
To the land of the great Osage
To those Oklahoma Hills where I was born
Where the black oil rolls and flows
And the snow-white cotton grows
In those Oklahoma Hills where I was born.

CHORUS



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The Old Double Diamond  Ian Tyson


3/4(Written by Gary McMahon)
 C
  Now the old Double Diamond, lay (Am) out east of Duboise
In the land (F) ........ of the (G) buffalo
And the (C) auctioneers gavel, how it rapped and it (Am) rattled
As I watched the old (F) Double Diamond (G) go
Won't you (C) listen to the (Am) wind
Mother natures (F) Vio (G) lin------------------------------
When (C) I first hired on, to (Am) the old Double Diamond
I was a damn poor (F) excuse for a (G) man
Never (C) learned how to aim, when (Am) the spirit was tame
Couldn't see all (F) the cards in my (G) hand
And the (C) wind whipped the granite (Am) above me
Blew the tumble weeds (F) clean through my (G) soul----------
Well (C) I've fought her winters and I've (Am) busted her horses
And I took more (F) than I thought I could (G) stand
But (C) the battles with the mountains and (Am) cattle
Seem to bring out (F) the best in a (G) man-------------------
I guess (C) a sailor, he needs an (Am) ocean
And a mama (F) her babies to (G) hold
But (C) I need the hills of (Am) Wyoming
In the land (F) ......... of the (G) buffalo-------------------
Now (C) shes sellin out, and (Am) I'm movin on
But I'm leavin (F) with more than I (G) came
Cause (C) I've got my saddle and it ain't for (Am) sale
And I've got this (F) song to (G) sing-------------------------
Got (C) to find new range to ride and (Am) new knots to tie
In a country (F) where cowboys are (G) king
I turn (C) my tail to the wind, and the (Am) old Double Diamond
Dis(F)appears in to the (G)sage.......(C)




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Old Red  Marty Robbins


Words and music by Marty Robbins
 D
  (moderate 3/4)
V1: (D) Old Red was one of the (G) orn'-ry-est yet
I've (D) seen at the big rode-(A7) o
He'd (D) bite you and kick you and (G) stomp out your life
(A7) Old Red had never been (D) rode

V2: (D) Meaner than sin - (G) wild as the wind
That (D) blew off the Montana (A7) plains
(D) Old Red was one of the (G) last of his breed
Was-(A7) n't about to be (D) tamed

V3: (G) From Idaho - a (D) young cowboy came
To (A7) ride in the big rode-(D) o
The young cowboy's (G) name was (D) Billy McLane
And (A7) Billy had never been (D) throwed

V4: (D) The greatest de-(G) sire filled (D) young Billy's heart
To (A7) ride this old outlaw called (D) Red
He drew him one (G) day and I (D) heard Billy say
'I'll (A7) ride 'im or drop over (D) dead'

V5: (D) Old Red was (G) wicked down (D) there in the chute
He was (A7) kickin' and stompin' a-(D) bout
Billy climbed (G) into the (D) saddle with ease
Then (A7) yelled: 'Turn 'im loose - let us (D) out'

V6: (G) Old Red came out with his (D) head on the ground
His (A7) hind hooves were touchin' his (D) nose
Tryin' to get (G) rid of the (D) man on his back
But the (A7) man went wherever he'd (D) go

V7: Billy was rakin' Old Red with his spurs
>From his tail - to the tip of his chin
He was doin' right well - but Billy could tell
This outlaw would never give in

V8: Old Red was runnin' straight for the fence
Suddenly he stopped and then
He reared on his hind legs and fell on his back
Takin' poor Billy with him

V9: There was a hush in the crowd and they knew
This would be Billy's last ride
The saddle horn crushed Billy's chest when they fell
And under Old Red Billy died

V10: Old Red lay still - no more would he move
The cowboys that seen it - could tell
In tryin' to throw Billy off of his back
Old Red broke his neck when he fell

V11: Out in the west - is the place where they rest
This cowboy that never was throwed
And one foot away - resting there 'neath the clay
Is the - outlaw -- that -- never --- was --- rode



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One empty cot in bunkhouse  Red Steagall


3/4
(G)Theres one empty cot in the bunkhouse
Theres a saddle that (G7) nobody (C) rides
One empty place at the (G) table
The remuda is five horses (D) shy

(G) We turned his string out to pasture
He'll never ride em (G7) no (C) more
We buried him out on the hillside (G) last sunday
Another (D) good cowboys gone (G) home

(G) He came on a train to west Texas
>From a farm back in (G7) east (C) Tennessee
All he wanted outa life was to (G) cowboy
He came west to full fill his (D) dream

(G) He got his first job on the sixes
That was forty some (G7) odd years (C) ago
He was the best we ever saw with the (G) bad ones
One hell of a hand with a (D) rope

(G) I saw him just one time in service
It was the day that the boss (G7) lady (C) died
You could tell by the way, he handled (G) people and horses
He'd made his own deal with his (D) god

(G) Now theres one empty cot in the bunkhouse
Theres a saddle that (G7) nobody (C) rides
One empty place at the (G) table
The (D) remuda is five horses (G) shy

(G) He hated to fence and dig post holes
He would if he's ask (G7) to of (C) course
Then he'd swear how theres nothin in life (G) thats worth doin
If it can't be done from a (D) horse

(G) He taught me how to top out the bad ones
How to tell a good horse (G7) from his (C) eye
How to watch on the roundup when a (G) cows on the prod
Shes hidin her baby (D) nearby

(G) Well we ain't changed a thing in the bunkhouse
We ain't ready to admit (G7) that hes (C) gone
His hot roll still lays across the (G) foot of his bed
His leggins still hang on the (D) wall

(G) But theres one empty cot in the bunkhouse
Theres a saddle that (G7) nobody (C) rides
One empty place at the (G) table
The (D) remuda is five horses (G) shy




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The one I never could ride  R.W. Hampton


 C
 I left my home some long ago I (F) rambled near and (C) far
I (G)traded my old boots & spurs for a(F) Cry and (G) moan (C) guitar
And what I lost along the way The (F) good lord only (C) knows
But (G) I ain't sold my saddle yet and while (F) I still got the (G) time to (C) go--------------------------------------
I'm singin; (F) Donnie catch a (G) horse for me
You know the (F) one that I (G) never could (C) ride
And (F) Jake You snub him up (G) real close
I'm gona (F) give him (G) another (C) try
(F) Me and tom'll ride the (G) cedar breaks
And the (C) wild ones rope and (Am) tie
(F) Bonnie Gray if (G) your still free
Would you, (F) be a (G) cowboys (C) bride---------------------
From the Big Horns to Dakota line,Where the Bel'fouche rive runs
I've rode a many a frozen mile,but I've had a lot of fun
I ran my first wild horses there Lord I've, never been the same
But I long to see the sun go down On the Thunder Basin range
A singin; (Chorus:As Above;)--------------------------------
I've got a gal who's true to me She's waited for so long
She wanted nothin more from life than a family and home
First thing in the mornin I'll ride out and see her pa
Then she and I are gona settle down,
At the head of a cottonwood draw-------------------------------
A singin; (F) Donnie catch a (G) horse for me
You know (F) the one that I never could (C) ride
(F) Jake you snub him up (G) real close
I'm (F) gona give him (G) another (C) try
(F) Powder River Tom let (G) her buck
The Missouri's (C) deep and (Am) wide
(F) Bonnie Gray if (G) your still free
Would you, (F) be a (G) cowboys (C) bride



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Pancho and Lefty  Willie Nelson


INTRO C F C F C F C
(C)Living on the road my friend, (G)was gonna keep us free and clean
(F)Now you wear your skin like iron,
(C)Your breath as hard as (G)kerosene
(F)You weren't your mama's only boy, (C)but her favorite one it(F) seems(Am)
She began to cry when you (F)said good-(G)bye,
(F)And sank into your (Am)dreams

(C)Pancho was a bandit boy, (G)rode a horse fast as polished steel
(F)He wore his gun outside his pants(C)For all the honest world to (G)feel
(F)Pancho met his match you know (C)on the deserts down in (F)Mexico(Am)
Nobody heard his (F)dying (G)words, ah (F)but that's the way it (Am)goes
(chorus;)
(F)All the Federales say (C)they could have had him any (F)day(Am)
They only let him (F)slip (G)away out of (F)kindness, I supp[(Am)ose

Lefty, he can't sing the blues all night long like he used to
The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty's mouth
The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio
Where he got the bread to go, there ain't nobody knows

All the Federales say they could have had him any day
They only let him go so far, out of kindness I suppose
SOLO
Now the poets tell how Pancho fell, and Lefty's living in cheap hotels
The desert's quiet, & Cleveland's cold, And so the story ends we're told
Now Pancho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too
He only did what he had to do, and now he's growing old

All the Federales say they could have had him any day
They only let him slip away out of kindness, I suppose
A few ol'gray Federales say they could have had him any day
They only let him go so long out of kindness, I suppose


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Pararie lullaby  Don Edwards



C) When shadows creep (F) across the hill
And (C) Purple streaks the (G) sky
When (C) cattle (G) bunch up (F) closer (G) for the (C) night
Thats when you'll hear a (F) whiperwhill
Start (C) singing sweet and (G) high
Thats (C) when you'll (G) hear the (F) pararie (G) lull (C) aby

The breezes play (F) the branches sway
(C) Somewhere a coyote (G) cries
(C) I.........(G) E..............Oh (F) lo......... (C) dee
Its a (F ) pararie (G) lull (C) aby

And later on the (F) sun is gone
The (C) campfire fights the (G) dark
And (C) a million (G) stars are (F) twinkling (G) in the (C) sky
Thats when you'll see a (F) cowboy reach
For (C) his old mouth (G) harp
Thats (C) when you'll (G) hear the (F) pararie (G) lull (C) aby

The breezes play (F) the branches sway
(C) Somewhere a coyote (G) cries
(C) I.........(G) E.........Oh (F) lo.........(C) dee
Its a (F) pararie (G) lull (C) aby
(C) I.........(G) E.........Oh (F) lo.........(C) dee
Its a (F) pararie (G) lull (C) aby



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Peace in the valley/ The last gate  traditional with a twist


Written by: Thomas A. Dorsey/Dave Price
(I added this Dave Price poem, you just talk your way thru it)
 G
 A man stood before heavens gate,(G7) (C) his face was scared and old
(D) He stood before the man of fate,for admission into the(G)fold
Well I'm tired and so weary, (G7) but I (C) must go (G)alone
Till the Lord comes and calls, calls me (D) away, oh (A7)yes(D)
Well the (G)morning's so bright,(G7)and the (C)lamp is (G)a-lite
And the night, night is as (D)black as the (G)sea, (C)oh (G)yeah

What have you done saint Peter ask, (G7)(C)to gain addmission here
(D) Well I've been a cowboy sir, he said, for many many (G)a year

Well the (G)bear will be gentle, (G7)and the (C)wolves will be (G)tame
And the lion shall lay down by the (D)lamb, (A7)oh (D)yes
And (G)the beasts from the wild, (G7)shall be (C)led by a (G)child
And I'll be saved, saved from this (D)creature that I (G)am,
(C)oh (G)yes

Well the pearly gates flew open wide,(G7)(C)st.Peter struck the
bell
(D)Come on in and choose your harp he said, you've had your share of (G) hell
And there will be (C) peace in the valley for (G) me some day
There will be peace in the valley for (D) me oh lord I pray
There'll be no (G) saddness, (G7)no sorrow, (C)no trouble I see....pause
There'll be (G) peace, peace in the (D) valley for (G)me

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Point your wagon tongue  Red Steagall


(G) I hired on with col. Slaughter, driving (C) steers to Abi (G) lene
Green and wet behind the ears, a kid of seven (D) teen
Though (G) I was raised in Texas, I was (C) not a seasoned (G) hand
So I got the job of hoodilum, the (D) coosies right hand (G) man

(G) On the llano estecada, all you (C) see is endless (G) plains
You dread the sound of thunder, theres no shelter from the (D) rain
Now (G) the coosie did a strange thing, when the (C) evening meal was (G)
done
He'd wait until the stars come out, then (D) move the wagon (G) tongue

(G) He said there ain't no landmarks on these (C) wide and rollin (G) plains
There ain't no trees or mountains, so each day it looks the (D) same
But you'll (G) never lose direction and you'll (C) know just where you are
If you'll (G) always point the wagon tongue, (D) toward that ol' north (G)
star

(G) Out along the Cimarron, one (C) cold and stormy (G) night
I watched the cattle stampede, through the lightnings eerie (D) light
Took (G) several days to round em up, (C) get em settled (G) down
And we followed in the wagon, through the (D) soft and muddy (G) ground

(G) As we pushed the herd across the plains, (C) we had no way to (G) know
That we had drifted way of course, towards New (D) Mexico
But the (G) night the stars came out, (C) his theory stood the (G) test
Abilene's up north of us, but (D) we were headed (G) west

(G) He said there ain't no landmarks on these (C) wide and rollin (G) plains
There aint no trees or mountains, so each day it looks the (D) same
But you'll (G) never lose direction and you'll (C) know just where you are
If you'll (G) always point the wagon tongue (D) toward that ol' north (G)
star

(G) My life has been a full one, my (C) hair is turnin (G) gray
And I've seen a lot of sunshine, but I've seen some cloudy (D) days
For a (G) while I wondered aimlessly and (C) I still wear the (G) scars
Of when I didn't point my wagon tongue, (D) toward that ol' north (G) star

(G) Cause life is like a grassy sea, (C) the trail ain't always (G) plain
One may lead to pleasure and another lead to (D) pain
But you'll (G) never lose direction and you'll (C) know just where you are
If you'll (G) always point your wagon tongue, (D) toward that ol' north (G)
star

Yes you'll never lose direction and you'll (C) know just where you are
If you'll (G) always point your wagon tongue, (D) toward that ol' north (G) star




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Ragged ol' hobo  Chris Ledoux


(D)Rain had grounded (D7) all the planes
At the (G)airport in Louisville (D) Kentucky
So I bought me a railroad (D7)ticket
Had to (G) close a deal in New (D) Orleans
When a (G) hobo at the track
Said he's gona ride the rail to (G7) Ari(D) zona
I had to (Em) fight the (G) tears
That wailed up in (A7) me

Cause a (Em) ragged ol' (G) hobo
Is really better off than (D) me
He ain't nothin but a (G) hobo
But he's livin his hobo (D) dreams

(D) Got a new car and a (D7) house
And a good ol (G) job in the suburbs of St. (D) Louie
And the woman in the (D7) gateway
To the (G) west has made me everything I (D) am
But (G) this three piece suit is gettin tight
The walls are closin in down at (G7) the (D) office
Lord I've (Em) been to (G) cautious
With all my best laid (A7)plans

Cause a (Em) ragged ol (G) hobo
Is really better off than (D) me
He ain't nothin but a (G) hobo
But he's livin his hobo (D) dreams

(D) He said son you ought (D7) to come along
And (G) watch the eagles fly in (D) Arizona
You'll never see an (D7) eagle fly
With (G) neon light reflecting off (D) wings
As he (G) climbed into the box car
His words echoed back like crashin (G7) thun (D) der
Lord if (Em) I was (G) younger
I'd ride me a different (A7) train

Cause a (Em) ragged ol (G) hobo
Is really better off than (D) me
He ain't nothin but a (G) hobo
But he's livin his hobo (D) dreams
He ain't nothin but a (G) hobo
But he's livin his hobo (D) dreams



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Rawhide  Frankie Laine


 AmC
 Rollin', rollin',rollin tho the streams are swollen
 AmC
Keep them do'gies rollin, raw.... hide....
 Am
Through rain and wind and weather,
 GAm
Its hell bent for leather
 GFE
Wishin' my gal was by my side....
 Am
All the things I've been missin',
 GAm
Good vittles,love and kissin',
 GAm
Are waitin' at the end of my ride....

 E
Move 'em on, head 'em up, head 'em up, move em 'on,
 AmE
Move 'em on, head 'em up, rawhide
 Am
Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, ride 'em in cut 'em out
 EFEAm
Cut 'em out, ride 'em in..., raw....hide....

Keep a movin', movin', movin', tho they're disaprovin',
Keep them do'gies movin', rawhide.....
Don't try to understand em', just rope, throw and brand em',
Soon we'll be livin high and wide....
My hearts calculatin', my true love will be waitin',
Be waitin' at the end of my ride...

Chorus;

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Red headed stranger  Willie Nelson


The (D)red-headed stranger from Blue Rock, Montana
Rode into town one (A7)day
(D)Under his knees was a (G)raging black (D)stallion
(E7)walkin' behind was a (A7)bay
The (D)red-headed stranger had eyes like thunder
And lips that were sad and (A7)tight
For his (D)little lost love lay as(G)leep on the (D)hillside
And his (A7)heart was heavy as (D)night
(Chorus;)
So don't (G)cross him, don't boss him
He's (D)wild in his sorrow
He's ridin' and he's hidin' his (A7)pain
Don't (G)fight him, don't spite him
Just (D)wait 'til tomorrow
(A7)Maybe he'll ride on ag(D)ain

A yellow-haired lady leaned out of her window
And watched as he passed her way
And she drew back in fear at the sight of the stallion
But cast greedy eyes on the bay
But how could she know that the dancin' bay pony
Meant more to him than life
For this was the horse that his little lost darlin'
Had ridden when she was his wife
(Chorus;)
The yellow-haired lady went down to the tavern
And looked up the stranger there
He bought her a drink, and he gave her some money
But he just didn't seem to care
She followed him out as he saddled his stallion
And laughed as she grabbed at the bay
He shot her so quick, they had no time to warn her
She never heard anyone say
(Chorus;)
The yellow-haired lady was buried at sunset
The stranger went free, of course
For you can't hang a man for killin' a woman
Who's tryin' to steal your horse
Now this is the tale of the red-headed stranger
And if he should pass your way
Stay out of the path of the raging black stallion
And don't lay a hand on the bay
(Chorus;)

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Rider on the rim  Red Steagall



 G
 On the wagon last october was a (C) kid of seven (G) teen
A city kid from Dallas, wet behind the ears and (D) green
He (G) stepped out of the pages of a (C) western cata (G) log
and not the kind you'd pick to ride the (D) rivers and the (G) boggs

(C) The boss had throwed this kid and me together for the drive
(G) We took the outside circle, I was mad and full of (D) fight
(C) For it ain't no place for tender feet, cause where we had to go
(G) Up in the hills and badlands where the twisted cedars (D) grow

The (G) kid had drawed a snaky bronc, plum (C) full of dirty (G) tricks
And I'll give the kid his credit boys he stayed and took his (D) licks
Cause (G) everytime he got throwed off, (C) he'd step back on (G) again
And we wondered how much practicin this city (D) boy could (G) stand

(C) At the head of an arroyo where the tamarac grow tall
(G) I sent the kid a driftin north, to ride out Deadmans (D) draw
(C) The country's pretty open and the draw ain't very deep
(G) So I took Blanco canyon, where the bluffs are high and (D) steep

It was (G) misty in the canyon, (G7) the light was sorta dim
(C) Thru the mist I saw a ghostly rider on the rim
(D) He waved his hat and motioned to go back the way I come
(C) And when the mist had cleared away the ghostly form was (G) gone
(G) I turned my horse around, headed (C) back to Deadmans (G) draw
I knowed the kids in trouble I could feel it in my (D) crawl
From (G) the trail of broken cedars and the (C) deep tracks in the (G) sand, The gray was usin all his tricks the (D) kid had made a (G) hand

(C) But up beneath a cutbank where the trail is slick and steep
(G) The gray lay thrashin on his side the kid lay (D) underneath
(C) His foot run thru the stirrup, holdin to the horses head
(G) He knew that if the gray got up he'd soon be drug to (D) death

The (G) kid was tired and gettin weak, the (C) horse was gainin (G) ground
I slipped my gutline round his neck, the kid got turned (D) around
So's (G) he was in the saddle when the (C) horse got to his (G) feet
Then we rode out together but we (D) didn't hardly (G) speak

(C) A dozen times I've ridden out along the canyon rim
(G) There ain't no tracks and I ain't seen that ghostly form (D) again
(C) And I don't really care if you believe a word I say
(G) A cowboy guardian angel helped me save the kid that (D) day

It was (G) misty in the canyon, (G7) the light was kinda dim
(C) Thru the mist I saw a ghostly rider on the rim
(D) If I live to be a hundred I will not forget the day
(C) A cowboy guardian angel taught two punchers how to (G)pray.....(Slowing) How to pray.... How to (D) pray.... (G)



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Ridin  Don Edwards


(D) Some folks like the city
Grass thats (Em)curried smooth and green
Theaters (A7) and stranglin collars
Wagons run by gas (D) olene
But for me its hawse and saddle
Everyday (Em) without a change
And the (A7) dessert sun a blazin
On a hundred miles of (D) range

Just a (G) ridin, a (A7) ridin
Dessert (D) riplin in the (Em) sun.....
Mountains (G) blue along the (Em)skyline
I don't (A7) envey anyone when I'm (D) riden

When my feet is in my stirrups
And my (Em) hawse is on the bust
With his (A7) hooves a flashin lightnin
In a cloud of golden (D) dust
And the bawl-in of the cattle
Is a (Em) com-in down the wind
Then a (A7) finer life than riden
Would be mighty hard to (D) find

Just a (G) ridin, a (A7) ridin
Spittin (D) long cracks thru the (Em) air.....
Stirrin (G) up a baby (Em) cyclone
Rippin (A7) up the prickly pear when I'm (D) ridin

I don't need no art exhibits
When the (Em) sunset does her best
Painting (A7) ever-lasting glory
On the moun-tains to the (D) west
And your opry sounds so foolish
When the (Em) night-bird starts his tune
And the (A7) desserts silver mounted
By the touches of the (D) moon

Just a (G) ridin, a (A7) ridin
Who (D) can envy kings and (Em) czars.....
When (G) the coyotes down (Em) the valley
Are a (A7) singin to the stars when i'm (D) ridin

When my last long trail is ended
And my (Em) final bacons curled
And the (A7) last great roundups finished
At the home ranch of the (D) world
I don't want no harps nor halos
Robes nor (Em) other dressed up things
Just let (A7) me ride the starry ranges
On a spotted horse with (D) wings

Just a (G) ridin, a (A7) ridin
Nothin (D) I'd like half so (Em) well.....
As a (G) roundin up the (Em) sinners
That have (A7) wondered out of hell and a (D) ridin,
Just a ridin



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Ridin' Down the Canyon  Undefined



 GB7
  When  evening chores are over 
 CG
  at our ranch house on the plain
 A7DD7
  And all I've got to do is lay around
 GB7
  I saddle up my pony
 CG
  and ride off down the trail
 AA7DD7G
  To watch the desert sun go down
 GB7CG
  Ridin' down the canyon to watch the sun go down
 AA7DD7G
  A picture that no artist e'er could paint
 G7B7CG
  White faced cattle lowin' on the mountain side
 AA7DD7
  Hear a coyote whinin' for it's mate
 G7CDG
  Cactus plants are bloomin', sagebrush every where
 AA7DD7
  Granite spires are standin' all around
 GB7
  I tell you folks it's heaven
 CG
  To be ridin' down the trail
 AA7DD7G
  When the desert sun goes down

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Rodeo song  Mark David Manders


(By Mark David Manders and Neuvo Tejas)
 C
   3/4
(C)Called last night from Santa (Dm)Fe
(G)Said there's been a change in (C)plans
I'll do my best to ex(Dm)plain
(G)And I sure hope you'll unders(C)tand

I got the money that you wired,
And I know that I should leave
But there's a show in Angel Fire,
And I've already paid my fees
(chorus)
And I'm (F)old (G)enough to know (C)better
But I (F)just can't seem to (G)turn and walk (C)away
So I keep (F)laying it on the (G)line, (C)one ride at a (Am)time
(F)Hopin' that the (G)next one'll (C)pay

Remember Sam from Jackson Hole,
He turned out his bull last night
He said I guess I'm to damned old,
I've lost the nerve to ride
He said there's things that you can't change,
No matter how you try
And there's nothing worse than the pain,
When you watch an old dream die
(repeat chorus)
(tag chorus)

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Rodeo wind  Jerry Jeff Walker


 C
1. (C) Even as she sleeps, (F) she feels his restless (C) turning
As he struggles with an old dream all night (G) long
And (C) when she awakes, (F) she turns to reassure (C) him
She whispers to a shadow and (G) finds him (C) gone
(Pause; and start on (F))
(Chorus:)
Shes losing (F) him to the rodeo (C) wind
That blows through his (G) soul when the summer (C) begins
When the winter (C7) snow (F) falls, he'll come back (C) again (Am)
but his hearts always (G) driftin with the rodeo (C) wind

2. Way down in the barn, (F) a single lamp is (C) burning
She faintly hears a radio play a sad old cowboy (G) song
She (C) watches as he works with (F) the riggin in his (C) saddle
A sudden chill runs through her in (G) the cold of the not quite (C) dawn (pause)
(Chorus:)
3. One sure way to lose him, (F) is to try and make him (C) stay
He can't explain he don't even know (G) himself
But the (C) force that drew her to him has (F) just got to (C) break away
And the sound of the road and the rollin wheels is (G) the only thing that (C) helps
(Bridge:)
(F) Now it all makes sense, those signs she's been seeing all (C) along
(G) She feels like a fool, a woman ought to (C) know
(F) Just the other day, she saw him (C) sittin on the south fence
(G) Throwin stones at prarrie dogs and starin down the (C) road (pause)
(Chorus:)



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Goodbye to Montana  Don Edwards

3/4 time (Written by: Alex Harvey and Tim Rouillier)
 C
 Up be(G7)fore the (C)sunrise, 
Its a (F)roc-ky (G7)road back (C)home
The (F)dust won't (G7)be near (C)settled
As where we just come (G7)from
I'll (C)keep my (G7 promise to (C)you
Just (F)like I (G7)said I (C)would
And (F)lay you (G7)'neath the (C)pe-can trees
And hang your (G7)spurs for (C)good
chorus:
Say (Am)goodbye to Mont(F)ana ........
Where the (C)northers al(G7)ways (F)blow....o(C)....(G7)o
The (C)paint brush (F)will be (C)blummin'
By the time (G7)I get you(C) home
2.
We drove a herd from texas, To the big montana sky
I swear sometimes I wondered, If we make it here alive
I wish i could of told you, That you were my best friend
I guess you always knew that, But we were both to tough to bend
Chorus: same as above
Bridge:
All (F)honor to the cow(C)boy, Your (G7)praises (C)they will (F)sing
Cause you never sold your (C)saddle, And thats the most (G7)important (C)thing
Final chorus:
Ad..ios .. montana.. Where the northers always blow.....o.....o
The paint brush will be blummin', By the time I get you home

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Seven Spanish Angels  Willie Nelson


Words and music by Eddie Setser and Troy Seals
 A
(A)He looked down into her blue eyes, and said
(E7)'Say a prayer for me,' She Threw her arms around him, whispered, 'God will keep us free'
(A)They could hear the riders comin', He said
'This is (A7)my last (D)fight...If they
Take me back to (A)Texas, they won't
(E7)Take me back a-(A)live
CHORUS A:
There were seven Spanish angels, at the altar of the (E7)sun
They were prayin' for the lovers, in the valley of the (A)gun
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared,
there was (A7)thunder from the (D)throne,
And seven spanish (A)angels, took a-(E7)nother
angel (A)home

VERSE 2:
She reached down and picked the gun up,
that lay smokin in his hand
She said, 'Father please forgive me;
I can't make it without my man'
And she knew the gun was empty,
And she knew she couldn't win,
But her final prayer was answered
When the rifles fired again
There were seven Spanish angels, at the altar of the sun
They were prayin' for the lovers, in the valley of the gun
When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared, there was thunder from the throne,
And seven spanish angels, took another angel home;
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Shenandoah  R.W. Hampton


 C
  Oh Shenandoah I long (C7) to (F) hear (C) you
Far away (Dm7) you rollin (C) river
Oh (Am) shenandoah I (Em) long to (Dm) see (Am) you
(Dm) A (C) way, I'm bound (G) away
(C) Across the (Am) wide (G) Missiouri (C)

The Missiouri is a mighty river
Far away you rollin river
With indian camps along her borders
Away, I'm bound away
Across the wide Missiouri

Well a white man loved an indian maiden
Far away you rollin river
With notions his canoe was laiden
Away, I'm bound away
Across the wide Missiouri

Oh Shenandoah I love your daughter
Far away you rollin river
Was for her I crossed the water
Away, I'm bound away
Across the wide Missiouri

Well its fair the well I'm bound to leave you
Far away you rollin river
Oh Shenandoah I will not deceive you
Away, I'm bound away
Across the wide Missiouri



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Silent night  Misc. Christmas














 slow 3/4

 A
  Silent night, Holy Night,
 E7A
  All is calm,  All is bright.
 DA
  Round yon virgin,  Mother and child.
 DA
  Holy Infant so  tender and mild,
 E7A
  Sleep in heavenly  peace,
 E7A
Sleep in  Heavenly  peace.

 A
  Silent night, Holy night
 E7A
  Shepherds quake  at the sight.
 DA
  Glories stream from  Heaven afar,
 DA
  Heavenly hosts sing  alleluia.
 E7A
  Christ the Savior is  born;
 E7A
Christ the  Savior is  born.

 A
  Silent night, Holy night,
 E7A
  Son of God  loves pure light,
 DA
  Radiant beams from thy  holy face,
 DA
  with the dawn of re  deeming grace,
 E7A
  Jesus Lord at thy  birth,
 E7A
Jesus  Lord at thy  birth.


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Spanish is the lovin tongue  Michael Martin Murphey


(Capo 3th fret)
(G)Spanish is the (C)lovin' tongue
(G)soft as springtime, (D7)light as spray
(G)There was a girl I (C)learned it from
(G)living down (D7)Sonora (G)way
Now I(G) don't look [(G7)much (C)like a (G)lover
Yet I say her (D7)love words over
(G)Late at night when I'm(C) all alone
(G)'Mi amor, mi (D7)cora(G)zon'

There were nights when I would ride
She would listen for my spurs
Fling that big door open wide
Raise those laughing eyes of hers
And how those hours would get to flyin'
Pretty soon, I'd hear her cryin'
'Please don't leave me all alone
Mi amor, mi corazon'

Then one night I had to fly
I got into a foolish gamblin' fight
I had a swift goodbye
In that black unlucky night
And traveling north, her words kept ringing
And every word I could hear her singing
'Please don't leave me all alone
Mi amor, mi corazon'

Well, I ain't never seen her since that night
I can't cross the line now
She was Mexican, and I was White
Like as not, it's better so
And yet I've always sort of missed her
Since that last wild night I kissed her
I left my heart, but I lost my own
'Mi amor, mi corazon'

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Springtime In Alberta  Ian Tyson


 C
 Should've seen it in your (G)eyes
I could never read your (C)eyes'
So lost in love was (G) I
It always takes me by sur(C)prise
You were dreamin' of the (F)south land
How your love comes and goes
It's just like the (C)weather babe
Only heaven really (G)knows
Chorus:
Just like (Dm)springtime in Al(G)berta
Warm sunny days endless (C)skies of blue
Then without a (G)warning
Another winter storm comes (C)ragin' through
And the mercury's (F)fallin'
I'm left all a(Em)lone
(C)Springtime in Al(Dm)berta(G)
Chills me to the (C)bone
Verse 2:
I can see the storm clouds coming
Oh they're dark across the sky
The same look I've seen so many times
When I've looked into your eyes
So I'll turn up my old collar
Pull my hat way down low
Oh the wind's gettin' colder now
Droppin' down to near zero
Repeat Chorus:
(Am)Springtime in Al(Dm)berta(G)
Chills me to the bone


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Strawberry roan  Marty Robbins


3/4 (Written by Curley W. Fletcher around 1915)
 D
  I was hangin' 'round town, just (A7) spendin' my time
Out of a job, not (D) earnin' a dime
A fellar steps (D7) up and he (G) said, 'I suppose -
(A7) You're a bronc rider from (D) looks of your clothes.'
'You figures me right, I'm a (A7) good one.' I claim;
'Do you happen to have any (D) bad ones to tame?'
He Says 'I got (D7) one, he's a (G) bad one to buck
At (A7) throwin' good riders, he's had lots of (D) luck'

I gets all het up and I ask what he pays
To ride this old nag for a couple of days
He offered me ten; I said, 'I'm your man,
A bronc never lived that I couldn't fan.'
He said: 'Get your saddle, I'll give you a chance'
In his buckboard we hops and he drives to the ranch
I stays 'til mornin' and right after chuck
I steps out to see if this outlaw can buck

Down in the horse corral standin' alone
Is an old Caballo, a Strawberry Roan
His legs are all spavined, he's got pigeon toes
Little pig eyes and a big Roman nose
Little pin ears that touched at the tip
A big 44 brand was on his left hip
U-necked and oh with a long, lower jaw
I could see with one eye, he's a regular outlaw

I gets the blinds on 'im and it sure is a fright
Next comes the saddle and I screws it down tight
Then I steps on 'im and I raises the blinds
Get outta the way boys, he's gonna unwind
He sure is a frog walker, he heaves a big sigh
He only likes wings, for to be on the fly
He turns his old belly right up to the sun
He sure is a sun-fishin', son-of-a-gun

He's about the worst bucker I've seen on the range
He'll turn on a Nickel and give you some change
He hits on all fours and goes up on high
Leaves me a spinnin' up there in the sky
I turns over twice and I comes back to earth
I lights in to cusses the day of his birth
I knowd there are ponies that I cannot ride
There's some of them left, they haven't all died

I'll bet all my money, the man ain't alive
That'll stay with Old Strawberry
When he makes his high dive




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The songs we sang  Don Edwards


4/4
 C
  Pushin horns weren't easy, like (F) the movies say it (C) was
I don't remember dancehall girls, nor (G) hotel rooms for us
You (C) worked hot tired and nasty, rode (F) your ponies head to (C) low
And all them nights you (G) couldn't sleep, (F) cause it was to damn'd (C)
cold
And we sang, Strawberry (G) roan and little (C) Joe

(C) Like the time we hit the river and (F) the rain begun to (C) fall
The water risin so damn fast, we (G) thought it drowned us all
Now (C) we lost a lot of steers that day and (F) four or five good (C) mounts
But when all the boys rode (G) into camp, we (F) knew thats what (C) counts
And we sang, Whoopie ti yi (G) ya and Amazing (C) Grace

(C) For the night they broke behind us and (F) they took us by (C) surprise
I whistled out to Bonner, I saw (G) the terror in his eyes
And he (C) rode for all his horse would ride, (F) I know he done his (C) best
But he crossed over (G) Jordon, ridin (F) Dunnie to his (C) death
And we sang, bringin in the (G) sheathes and the Rugged (C) cross

(C) So when you see the cowboy, he's (F) not ragged by his (C) choice
He never meant to bow them legs, nor put (G) that gravel in his voice
He's just (C) chasin what he really loves, whats (F) burnin in his (C) soul
Wishin to hell (G) that he'd been born (F) a hundred years (C) ago
Still singin Strawberry (G) roan and little (C) Joe
Still singin (short pause) Strawberry (G)roan........
and little (C) Joe



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Streets of Laredo  Misc. Cowboy



(C)As I walked (G7)out in the (C) streets of La (G7)redo
As (C)I walked (F) out in La (C) redo one (G7) day
I (C)spied a poor(G7) cowboy all (C) wrapped in white (G7)linen
All (Am) wrapped in white(Dm) linen as (G7) cold as the (C)clay

2. I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy
These words he did say as I slowly walked by
Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die

3. It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing
With no one as quick on the trigger as I
I sat in a card-game in back of a barroom
Got shot in the back and today I must die

4. Get six of my buddies to carry my coffin
And six pretty maidens to sing me a song
Take me to the valley and lay the sod o er me
For I m a young cowboy who played the game wrong

5. Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
And play the deaf march as they carry my pall
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin
The roses will deaden the clods as they fall

6. So gather around you a crowd of young cowboys
And tell them the story of this my sad fate
Tell one and the other before they go further
To stop their wild roving before its too late

7. Go fetch me a cup, just a cup of cold water
To cool my parched lips, the cowboy then said
Before I returned, his brave spirit had left him
And gone to his maker the cowboy was dead



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Summer ranges  Michael Martin Murphey


4/4
(C) I wish that (Dm) summer
Could last for (C) ever
That cold winds (G) never
Would reach our (C) door
I wish old (Dm) pardners
Could ride for (C) ever
On summer (G) ranges
Forever (C) more

But snow must (F) fall........
On summer (C) ranges
Old friends must (G) face
The bitter (C) wind
And someday (F) when
The season (C) changes (Am)
On summer (G) ranges
We'll ride (C) again

(Instrumental break)

(C) So may my (Dm) farewell
Al-ways warm (C) you
And let the sun (G) dance
In your (C) heart
May thoughts of (Dm) parting
Never harm (C) you
For true (G) pardner
Never (C) part

But snow must (F) fall......
On summer (C) ranges
Old friends must (G) face
The bitter (C) wind
And someday (F) when
The season (C) changes (Am)
On summer (G) ranges
we'll ride (C) again

And someday (F) when
The season (C) changes (Am)
On summer (G) ranges
We'll ride (C) again





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Tennessee Stud  Jimmy Driftwood

(A)Along about eighteen twenty (G)five,
I left Tennessee very much alive
(A)I never would of made it through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been a ridin' that (E)Tennessee (A)Stud
I had me some trouble with my sweetheart's Paw,
(G)One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
(A)I sent her a letter by my Uncle Fud,
Then I rode away on the (E)Tennessee (A)Stud
Chorus:--------------------------------------
The Tennessee Stud was (G)long and (A)lean,
(D)The color of the (C)sun and his (E7)eyes were (A)green
He had the nerve and he had the blood,
And there never was a hoss like the(E7) Tennessee (A)stud

We drifted on down in-ta no man's land,
We crossed that river called the Rio Grande
I raced my hoss with a Spaniard's foal,
'Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold
Me and the gambler we couldn't agree,
We got in a fight over Tennessee,
We jerked our guns and he fell with a thud,
And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
Chorus;--------------------------------------
Well, I got about as lonesome as a man could be,
A dreamin' of my gal back in Tennessee
The Tennessee Stud's green eyes turned blue,
'Cause he was A dreamin' of a sweetheart too
We loped right back across Arkansas,
I whooped her brother and I whooped her Paw
When I found that girl with the golden hair,
She was a ridin' on a Tennessee Mare, Whoa Boy
Chorus;----------------------------------------
Stirrup to stirrup and side by side,
We crossed them mountains and the valleys wide
When we came to big muddy, had to ford a flood,
On the Tennessee Mare and the Tennessee Stud
A prety little baby on the cabin floor,
A little horse colt playin 'round the door
I love the girl with the golden hair,
And the Tennessee stud loves the Tennessee Mare Chorus; � tag





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The blizard  Jim Reeves


Capo 2nd

 CC7FC
There's a blizard comming  on, how I'm wishing I was home,
 G7
for my pony's lame, and he can't hardly  stand
 CC7FC
Listen to that norther  sigh, if we  don't get home we'll  die
 GAm
But it's only seven miles to Mary Ann's
 GC
It's only seven miles to Mary  Ann's

You can bet we're on her mind, for it's nearly supertime
and I'll bet there's hot bisquits in the pan
Lord my hands feel like there froze, and there's a numbness in my toes
But it's only five more miles to Mary Ann's
It's only five more miles to Mary Ann's

That wind's howling and it seems mighty like a woman's scream
And we'd best be moving faster if we can
Dan just think about that barn, with that hay so soft and warm
For it's only three more miles to Mary Ann's,
It's only three more miles to Mary Ann's

(Talk--chord in background)
Dan get up you ornery cuss, or you'll be the death of us
I'm so weary, but I'll help you if I can
Alright dan, perhaps it's best, that we stop a while and rest
For it's still a hundred yards to Mary Ann's
It's still a hundred yards to Mary Ann's

(Talk--chord in background)
Late that night the storm was gone, they found him there at dawn
He'd-a-made it but he just couldn't leave old Dan
Yes they found him there on the plains, hands froze to the reins
He was just a hundred yards form Mary Ann's
He was just a hundred yards from Mary Ann's

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The hangin tree  Marty Robbins


(C) I came to town to (Am) search for gold
And I (C) brought with me a (G) memory
And seem (Am) to hear the night (C) wind cry
Go (Am) hang your dreams on (C) the hangin tree
Your (Am) dreams of love that could (C) never be
Hang your faded (G) dreams on (C) the hangin tree

I searched for gold and (Am) I found my gold
And I found (C) a girl who (G) loved just me
And I (Am) wish that I could love (C) her too
But I (Am) left my heart on (C) the hangin tree
I left (Am) my heart with (C) a memory
And a faded (G) dream on the (C) hangin tree

Now there were men who (Am) craved my gold
And meant (C) to take my (G) gold from me
When a (Am) man is gone he (C) needs no gold
So they (Am) carried me to (C) the hangin tree
To join (Am) my dreams and (C) a memory
Yes they carried (G) me to the (C) hangin tree

To really live you (Am) must almost die
And it happened (C) just that (G) way with me
They (Am) took my gold and (C) set me free
And (Am) I walked away from (C) the hangin tree
I (Am) walked away from (C) the hangin tree
And my own (G) true love, she (C) walked with me

Thats (F) when I knew that (G) the hangin tree
Was a (F) tree of life, new (C) life for me
A (F) tree of hope new (C) hope for me
A (F) tree of love new (C) love for me
The hangin tree, (F) the hangin tree, (C) the hangin tree



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The Snows They Melt The Soonest  Misc. Traditional






 AmEmAmEmAm
The snows they melt the soonest when the wind begins to sing
 EmAmD
And the corn it ripens fastest when the frosts are settling in
 AmEmAmDEmDm
And when a woman tells me that my face she'll soon forget  
 AmDmAmEmAm
Before we part I'll wage a crown she's fain to follow it yet

 AmEmAmEmAm
The snows they melt the soonest when the wind begins to sing
 EmAmD
And the swallow flies without a thought as long as it is spring
 AmEmAmDEmDm
But when spring goes and winter blows, my love, then you'll be fain 
 AmDmAmEmAm
For all your pride to follow me across the raging main

 AmEmAmEmAm
The snows they melt the soonest when the wind begins to sing
 EmAmD
And the bee that flew when summer shone in winter cannot sting
 AmEmAmDEmDm
And I've seen a woman's anger melt between the night and morn  
 AmDmAmEmAm
So it's surely not a harder thing to melt a woman's scorn

 AmEmAmEmAm
So bid me not farewell, you hear, nor farewell I'll receive
 EmAmD
For you will be with me, my love, then you'll kiss and take your leave
 AmEmAmDEmDm
And I'll wait here till the moorcock calls and the marten takes the wing 
 AmDmAmEmAm
For the snows they melt the soonest when the wind begins to sing


NOTE: I've taken the above lyrics from Susan McKeown's “Lowlands” CD. The version that she sings on her album is in F#m, however I have transposed it to Am for ease of playing and singing (unless you're an alto or a bass/baritone, the key may be too low). If you wish to play it in F#m, the chords you'll need are: F#m, C#m, B, Bm. You can find alternate lyrics, as well as the original ones (which I've also included below), at: http://www.maidmusic.com/snows.html.

Enjoy!

-Caitlin


Original Lyrics

The Snow It Melts The Soonest

O, the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing;
And the corn it ripens fastest when the frosts are setting in;
And when a woman tells me that my face she'll soon forget,
Before we part, I wad a crown, she's fain to follow't yet.

The snow it melts the soonest when the wind begins to sing;
And the swallow skims without a thought as long as it is spring;
But when spring goes, and winter blows, my lass, an ye'll be fain,
For all your pride, to follow me, were't cross the stormy main.

O, the snow it melts the soonest when the wind begins to sing;
The bee that flew when summer shined, in winter cannot sting;-
I've seen a woman's anger melt between the night and morn,
And it's surely not a harder thing to tame a woman's scorn.

O, never say me farewell here -no farewell I'll receive,
For you shall set me to the stile, and kiss and take your leave;
But I'll stay here till the woodcock comes, and the martlet takes his wing,
Since the snow aye melts the soonest, lass, when the wind begins to sing.

Lyrics collected by Thomas Doubleday in 1821 from a street singer in Newcastle, England


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The wonder of it all  Ian Tyson


(Written By: Ian Tyson & Pat Alger)
(CAPO 3rd Fret)
Verse 1.
 C
 Theres this place were gonna ride, Up where the rimrock meets the (Am)night
(Dm)We'll go hand in hand, Ridin through the(Dm7)purple star (G)light,
And the coyote on the (C)wind, Sends his lonely lovers(Am)call,
We'll hold each other (Dm)close, In the (F)wonder of it (C)all
Verse 2.
The golden west has come and gone, Right before our very (Am)eyes
(Dm)But they will never count the stars, And they will(Dm7)never fence the (G)skies
All I know is I love (C)you, And I won't let you (Am)fall
We're rollin(Dm)down the Milky Way, Into the (F)wonder of it(C)all
Bridge:
Life gets harder every (Em)day
And (F)sometimes it seems the (C)dream almost dies
But love will find a (Em)way
It will (F)show us the way through (Dm)the canyons of the stars
And the (Dm7)endless midnight (G)skies
Verse 3.
Come on girl we're gonna (C)ride, Up where the rimrock meets the (Am)night
We'll (Dm)go hand in hand, Ridin through the (Dm7)purple star(G)light
And the coyote on the (C)wind, Sends his lonely lovers (Am)call
We'll hold(Dm) each other close, In the (F)wonder of it (C)all
We'll hold each other (Dm)close, In the won(Dm7)der of it (C)all....... (F) (G) (C)

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They're hangin me tonight  Marty Robbins


(4/4 I like to use a capo on the 2nd fret.)
(C) I hear the rain a coming down
It makes me sad and (Am) blue
Was (C)on a rainy night like this
That (F) Flo said we were (C) through

I told her how I loved and
I begged her not to (Am) go
But (C)another man had stole her heart
So I (F) said goodbye to (C) Flo

Alone within my cell tonight
My heart is filled with (Am) fear
The (C)only sound within the room
Is the (F) falling of each (C) tear

I think about the thing I've done
I know it wasn't (Am) right
They'(C)ll bury Flo tomorrow but
They're (F) hangin me (C) tonight
They're (F) hangin me (C)tonight

That night he came and took my Flo
And headed in to (Am) town
I (C)knew I'd have to find this man
And (F) try to gun him (C) down

As I walked by a dim cafe
And I looked through the (Am) door
I (C)saw my Flo with her new love
And I (F) couldn't stand no (C) more,
I (F) couldn't stand no (C) more

I took my pistol from my hip
And with a trembling (Am) hand
I (C)took the life of pretty Flo
And that (F) good for nothing (C) man
That (F) good for nothing (C) man

I think about the thing I've done
I know it wasn't (Am) right
They'(C)ll bury Flo tomorrow but
They're (F) hangin me (C) tonight, (Repeat last line)



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Wagon Wheel  Old Crow Medicine Show










 GD
 Headed down south to the land of the pines
 EmC
And I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline
 G
 Starin' up the road
 DC
And pray to God I see headlights

 GD
made it down the coast in seventeen hours
 EmC
 Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
 G
And I'm a hopin' for Raleigh
 DC
I can see my baby tonight

 GD
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
 EmC
 Rock me mama anyway you feel
 GDC
 Hey, mama rock me
 GD
 Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
 EmC
 Rock me mama like a south-bound train
 GDC
 Hey, mama rock me

G, D, Em, C
G, D, C

 GD
 Runnin' from the cold up in New England
 EmC
I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time stringband
 G
My baby plays the guitar
 DC
 I pick a banjo now

 GD
Oh, the North country winters keep a gettin' me now
 EmC
Lost my money playin' poker so I had to up and leave
 G
But I ain't a turnin' back
 DC
To livin' that old life no more

 GD
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
 EmC
 Rock me mama anyway you feel
 GDC
 Hey, mama rock me
 GD
 Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
 EmC
 Rock me mama like a south-bound train
 GDC
 Hey, mama rock me

G, D, Em, C
G, D, C 2x

 GD
 Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke
 Em
I caught a trucker out of Philly
 C
Had a nice long toke
 GD
But he's a headed west from the Cumberland Gap
 C
To Johnson City, Tennessee

 GD
And I gotta get a move on fit for the sun
 Em
I hear my baby callin' my name
 C
And I know that she's the only one
 G
And if I die in Raleigh
 DC
At least I will die free


 GD
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
 EmC
 Rock me mama anyway you feel
 GDC
 Hey, mama rock me
 GD
 Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
 EmC
 Rock me mama like a south-bound train
 GDCG
 Hey, mama rock me      

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West of yesterday  Don Edwards


(written by Don Edwards)
(D) In the evening twi (Em) light (C)(A7)
Melancholy shadows (D) stray
Down the trail of mem (Em) ories (C)(A7)
From west of yester (D) day
The nights a time for dream (Em) ing (C)(A7)
Back to days of long (D) ago
To my favorite cowboy (Em) hero (C)(A7)
And that famous horse he (D) rode (D7)

(G) He rode the open range
(D) Across the silver screen
Down (E7) sawdust trails thru purple sage
And in (A7) a young mans dreams
Dreams don't last for (Em) ever (C)(A7)
But the memories never (D) die
Out there west of yester (Em) day (C)(A7)
Where Tom Mix will always (D) ride

(D) I remember his last sun (Em) down (C)(A7)
As he watched that crimson dersert (D) sky
Do you think he knew the mourning (Em) dove
were singing their last good (D) bye
Do you think he chose this place to (Em) die (C)(A7)
Did he plan his des (D) tiny
The answers in the desert (Em) wind (C)(A7)
Where his spirit still rides (D) free (D7)

(G) Now he rides on heavens range
Beyond (D) the mountains purple haze
Down (E7) stardust trails thru golden clouds
And in (A7) that land of endless days
For its the place where dreams come (Em) true (C)(A7)
And the memories never (D) die
Out there west of yester (Em) day (C)(A7)
Where Tom Mix will always (D) ride
Out there west of Yester (Em) day (C)(A7)
Where Tom Mix & Tony will always (D) ride



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When you and I were young  Don Edwards


(Written by George W. Johnson and James Austin Butterfield in 1866)

(D) I wondered to (D7) day to the (G) hill Maggie
To (D) watch the scene be (A7) low
The (D) creek and the (D7) old rusty (G) mill Maggie
Where we (D) sat in the (A7) long long (D) ago
(D7) The (G) green grove is gone from the (D) hill Maggie
Where the (A7) birds sang (E7) loud from the (A7) trees
When I (D) first said I (D7) loved only (G) you Maggie
And (D) you said you (A7) loved only (D) me

But (G) now we are aged and (D) old Maggie
The (A7) trails of (E7) life nearly (A7) done
Lets (D) sing of the (D7) days that are gone (G) Maggie
When (D) you and (A7) I were (D) young

Our dreams they have never come true Maggie
Our hopes they never were to be
When I first said I loved only you Maggie
And you said you loved only me
The green grove is gone from the hill Maggie
Where once the wild flowers sprang
The old rusty mill is now still Maggie
Since you and I were young

But now we are aged and old Maggie
The trails of life nearly run
Lets sing of the days that are gone Maggie
Since you and I were young



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Whispering Pines  Johnny Horton




 CFC
 Snow bites hard as winter comes and time just seems to fly
 CFGC
 But I'm so lonely missing you, it makes me wanna cry
 CFC
 My heart is sad like a morning dove thats lost it's mate in flight
 CFGC
 Hear the cooing of his lonesome heart through the stillness of the night
Chorus:
 CG
 Whispering pines, whispering pines
 FC
 Tell me is it so
 CG
 Whispering pines, whispering pines
 FC
 You're the ones who know
 CG
 Darling's gone, oh she's gone
 GFC
 And I need your sympathy,
 CGFGC
 Whispering pines send my baby back to me.
 CFC
 See that squirrel up in the tree, his mate there on the ground
 CFGC
 Hear his barking call of love for the happiness he's found
 CFC
 Is my love still my love, oh this I've gotta know
 CFGC
 Send a message on the wind because I love her so.
Chorus

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Will James  Ian Tyson


 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------------------------
I remember up on deadmans creek back, Thirty years or more
I hired out breaking colts which I'd never done before
A city kid, I ask myself now, what would Will james do
And you know it was the damndest thing but it
Kinda got me thru (CHORUS;)



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x-mas songs  Misc. Christmas



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Subject: CRD: Miscellaneous Xmas Songs

Posted by: mainglet@watcgl.uwaterloo.ca (Marg Ingleton)

Date: Wed, 3 Nov 1993 23:51:52 GMT


I've seen a few requests lately for Christmas tunes.  I posted a
similar request last year and thought I would pass on the compilation
of posted and/or emailed responses.  Thanks again to the original
posters.

Note that each tune is posted by different people, in different
formats, and may contain errors but you should be able to sort it out.

ALSO ... I am not 'net wize' so apologies in advance if posting this
as one long article is a pain relative to posting 8 separate articles.

G'day and Merry Christmas,
Marg

In order to follow:
1) THE FIRST NOEL
2) ONCE IN ROYAL DAVID'S CITY
3) IT CAME UPON A MIDNIGHT CLEAR
4) THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS
5) ROCKING AROUND THE CHRISTMAS TREE - Brenda Lee
6) JINGLE BELL ROCK - Bobby Helms
7) GRAMMA GOT RUN OVER BY A REINDEER 
8) HAPPY CHRISTMAS (WAR IS OVER)  - John Lennon


1) ------------------ cut here --------------------------------------------
THE FIRST NOEL

     D      A   G  D      G   D
The first Noel the angels did say
G       D       G    D   G    A  D      G    A   D
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay
A7   D           A   G   D        G     D
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
G    D      G      D  G   A   D   A7   D
On a cold winter's night that was so deep


A7 Bm    A   D  G    D
Noel   Noel  Noel  Noel
Bm   F#m  G   D G  A7   D G A7 D 
Born is   the king of   Is ra el
        
The looked up and saw a star
Shining in the East beyond them far
And to the earth in gave great light
And so it continued both day and night

refrain

And by the light of that same star
Three wise men came from country far
To seek for a King was their intent
And to follow the star wherever it went

refrain

This star drew nigh to the northwest
O'er Bethlelem it took its rest
And there it did both stop and stay
Right over the place where Jesus lay

refrain

Then entered in those wise men three
Full rev'rently upon their knee
And offered there in his presence
Their gold, and myrrh and frankincense

refrain

Then let us all with one accord
Sing praises to our heav'nly Lord
That hath made heav'n and earth of naught
And with his blood mankind hath bought 

                                                                         
TAB
The First Noel, traditional English carol
arranged by John E. Norlin for two guitars
(also note that the second part could be played on a bass, if desired)

3/4 time

e||------|------------|------------|------------|------------|------------|
B||------|------------|--------0-2-|3---2---0---|--------0-2-|3---2---0---|
G||o-----|----------0-|2--(2)------|------------|2--(2)------|------------|
D||o-4-2-|0-----2-4---|------------|------------|0--(0)------|------------|
A||--0---|--------0---|4--(4)--2---|0--(0)--2-4-|--------2-0-|0--(0)--4---|
E||----3-|2--(2)------|------------|------------|------------|------------|
     X    X   X   X    X   X   X    X   X   X    X   X   X    X   X   X   
e||------|------------|------------|------------|------------|------------|
B||------|------------|------------|------------|------------|------------|
G||o-----|------------|----2---0---|------------|------------|2-------0---|
D||o-0---|0--(0)--0---|------------|4--(4)--0---|4--(4)--0-2-|----4-------|
A||------|0--(0)--2---|0-----------|0--(0)------|0--(0)------|----5-------|
E||--2---|------------|0--(0)--0---|--------3---|--------3---|2-------0---|


e-------------|------------|--------||----|------------|------------|
B-----0---2---|3-----------|--------||----|------------|--------3-2-|
G-2-----------|----2---0---|-------o||----|----------0-|2--(2)------|
D-0-----------|----0-------|4--(4)-o||4-2-|0-----2-4---|------------|
A-----2-------|0-------0---|0--(0)--||0---|--------2---|0--(0)--0---|
E---------3---|------------|--------||--3-|2--(2)------|------------|
  X   X   X    X   X   X    X   X     X    X   X   X    X   X   X
e-------------|------------|--------||----|------------|------------|
B-------------|------------|--------||----|------------|------------|
G-2-------0---|------------|-------o||----|------------|------------|
D-----0-------|4---4---2---|0--(0)-o||----|0--(0)--0---|4--(4)--4---|
A-------------|----0---0---|0--(0)--||4---|0--(0)--2---|4--(4)--5---|
E-2---3---0---|2-3---------|--------||5---|------------|------------|


e-------------|------------|------------|------------|------------|--------
B-0-------0---|------------|3---2---0---|----0---2---|3-----------|--------
G-------------|2------(2)--|------------|2-----------|----2---0---|--------
D---------0-2-|4-------2---|0---0---0---|0--(0)------|------------|4--(4)--
A-2-----4-----|------------|------------|------------|0--(0)--0---|0--(0)--
E-------------|------------|------------|--------3---|------------|--------
  X   X   X    X   X   X    X   X   X    X   X   X    X   X   X    X   X
e-------------|------------|------------|------------|------------|--------
B-0--(0)--0---|------------|------------|------------|------------|--------
G-------------|--------2---|--------0---|--------0---|------------|--------
D-------------|4--(4)------|4---4-------|4--(4)------|4---2--(2)--|0--(0)--
A-------0-2-4-|5--(5)--4---|2---0-------|5--(5)------|----0---0---|0--(0)--
E-3--(3)------|------------|--------3---|--------0---|2-3---------|--------


2) ------------------ cut here --------------------------------------------

ONCE IN ROYAL DAVID'S CITY
Henry John Gauntlett

Intro:
F C7 F  Bb C F  F C7 F

F    C7 F     C          F      Dm  F     Bb C    F
Once in royal David's city, stood a lowly cattle  shed,
     C7 F      G7       C7 F   Dm F      Bb  C    F
where a mother laid her baby in a manger for His  bed.
Bb   F        Csus4 C   F     Bb    F          Bb  C  F
Mary was that mo - ther mild, Jesus Christ her little child.


F  C7   F       C             F      Dm   F      Bb C    F
He came down to earth from heaven, Who is God and Lord of all,
     C7 F       G7    C7  F    Dm     F      Bb  C  F
And His shelter was a stable, and His cradle was a stall;
Bb   F        Csus4 C      F       Bb      F         Bb  C  F
With the poor and meek and lowly, lived on earth our savior holy.


F    C7     F       C             F     Dm F     Bb C      F
And through all His wondrous childhood, he would honor and obey,
     C7  F      G7 C7 F          Dm       F   Bb  C      F
Love and watch the lowly mother, in whose gentle arms He lay.
Bb   F        Csus4 C         F   Bb    F          Bb  C  F
Christian children all should be, mild, obedient, good as He.


F    C7 F        C             F     Dm  F      Bb  C         F
And our eyes at last shall see Him, through his own redeeming love.
     C7  F     G7       C7    F    Dm     F       Bb   C  F 
For that child so dear and gentle, is our Lord in heaven above;
Bb   F        Csus4 C     F   Bb     F           Bb  C  F
And He leads His children on, to the place where he is gone.


Not in that poor lowly stable, with the oxen standing by,

We shall see Him, but in heaven, set at God's right hand on high;

When like stars His children crowned, all in while shall wait around.


3) ------------------ cut here --------------------------------------------

IT CAME UPON A MIDNIGHT CLEAR
        
    C     F     C            
It came upon a midnight clear
      F        D7      G7
That glorious song of old
     C       F      C            
>From angels bending near the earth
     F          G7       C  
To touch their harps of gold
       E7                   AM        
'Peace on the earth,  good will to men
       G       D7          G     
>From heaven's all gracious King;'
     C        F      C            
The world in solemn stillness lay,
    F        G7     C
To hear the angels sing

Still through the cloven skies they come
With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats
O'er all the weary world
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on hovering wing;
And ever o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing.

O ye, beneath life's crushing load
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow
Look now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing;
O rest beside the weary road
And hear the angels sing


4) ------------------ cut here --------------------------------------------

THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS
        
                    F                         C7                   F
1       On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me
               Bb   F     C    F
        A partridge in a pear tree
            F                          C7                   F
2       On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me
3              third day
4              fourth day
          C7                      F   Bb   F    C7    F
2       Two turtle doves   and a Partridge in a pear tree
3       Three French Hens
4       Four calling birds  (sing in reverse order)




            F                            C7                F
5       On the fifth day of Christmas my true love sent to me
               G7     C7
        Five golden rings
       

6       On the sixth day of Christmas my true love sent to me
7               seventh
.                 .
.                 .
12              Twelfth

              F    Bb         C7   F
5-12    And a partridge in a pear tree
         F                   Bb                 C7
5-12    Four calling birds, three french hens, two turtle dove
         C7                         F    G7     C7
6       Six geese a laying         five golden rings
7       Seven swans a swimming
8       eight maids a milking           
9       nine ladies dancing
10      ten lords a leaping
11      eleven pipers piping
12      twelve drummers drumming   (sing in reverse order )


5) ------------------ cut here --------------------------------------------

ROCKING AROUND THE CHRISTMAS TREE
Brenda Lee
key of Ab
 
intro      Ab     Fm    Db   Eb
 
          Ab                                        Eb
verse1    Rocking around the Christmas tree at the Christmas party hop
          Eb                                      Ab
          Mistletoe hung where you can see every couple tries to stop
          Ab                                          Eb
          Rocking around the Christmas tree, let the Christmas spirit ring
          Eb                                                       Ab
          Later we'll have some pumpkin pie and we'll do some caroling
 
          Db                          Cm
bridge    You will get a sentimental feeling when you hear
          Fm                              Bb                  Eb
          Voices singing let's be jolly, deck the halls with boughs of holly
          Ab                                         Eb
          Rocking around the Christmas tree, have a happy holiday
          Eb                                                Ab
          Everyone dancing merrily in the new old-fashioned way
 
verse2    inst.
 
bridge    same
          same
          same
          Eb                                 Eb     Eb   Eb        Ab  Db Ab
          Everyone dancing merrily in the new   old - fa - shioned way
 
finis     Ab9

6) ------------------ cut here --------------------------------------------

JINGLE BELL ROCK
Bobby Helms
key of D
 
intro
 
            D           DM7          D6          DM7     (DM7=Dmaj7)
verse1     Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
           D6           DM7       Em            A
           Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring
           Em          A          Em         A
           Snowin' and blowin' up bushels of fun
           E                  A+5
           Now the jingle hop has begun
            D           DM7          D6          DM7
           Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
           D6           DM7       Em          A
           Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
           Em          A             Em         A
           Dancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square
           E       A      D   D7
           In the frosty air
 
                  G                     Gm
bridge1    What a bright time, it's the right time
              D
           To rock the night away
                  E
           Jingle bell time is a swell time
           A
              To go glidin' in a one-horse sleigh
           D        DM7            D6          DM7
           Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
           D6       DM7       B
           Jingle around the clock
           G                        Gm
           Mix and a-mingle in the jinglin' feet
           E             A           D
             That's the jingle bell rock
 
 
verse2     Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock        (repeat verse1's
           Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time             last 4 lines)
           Dancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square
           In the frosty air
 
bridge2    What a bright time, it's the right time
           To rock the night away
           Jingle bell time is a swell time
           To go glidin' in a one-horse sleigh
           Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
           Jingle around the clock
           G                        Gm
           Mix and a-mingle in the jinglin' feet
           E           A
           That's the jingle bell
           E           A
           That's the jingle bell
           E           A           D
           That's the jingle bell rock(may try to post guitar lick here too)

7) ------------------ cut here --------------------------------------------

GRAMMA GOT RUN OVER BY A REINDEER

This arrangement combines the melody and some backup.  If you sing along you
can follow the chords using this:
Basic Accompaniment Pattern: follow chord progression.
C
|----0-----0-----0-----0-|
|----1-----1-----1-----1-|
|----0-----0-----0-----0-|
|------------------------|
|-3-----------3----------|
|-------3-----------3----|

The song is in 4/4 time.  Almost every note is an 1/8 note. When you see 0^2 it
means play the string open then quickly hammer on at the 2nd fret.  It is
called a grace note.  The hammer should fall on the beat.

Intro
C
|----0-----0--------------|
|----1-----1--------------|
|----0-----0--------------|     s stop all the fight


And so this is Christmas
And what have we done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
Ans so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young


A-sequence    002220  002200  002230  002220
        WAR     IS      OOOOOVER
Bm-sequence  224432  224422  224452  224432
        IF    YOU     WANT    IT
E-sequence   022200  022100  024100  022100
        WAR     IS      OOOOOVER
A-sequence  002230  002220  002200  002220
             NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWW
D-sequence  x00232  x00230  x00233  x00232
     MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY
Em-sequence  022000  024000  022200  022000
     MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY
A(dif)-sequence  002230  002220  002200  00222
     MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY
D-sequence  x00232  x00230  x00233  x00232
     MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY



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