"The Cowboys' Christmas Ball"
Capo fret 1
Intro :
Melody for guitar (low tone)
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Note : In the song, keyboard plays it with high note, but if you wanna play it in
low note using guitar, the melody is above
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C F G C 2x
C F C
Way out in Old Nevada, where the Truckee's waters flow,
C D G
Where the cattle are "a-browzin'" an' the Spanish ponies grow;
C F C
Where the Northers "come a-whistlin'" from beyond the Neutral Strip;
C F G C
And the prairie dogs are sneezin', as if they had "The Grip";
G F C
Where the coyotes come a-howlin' 'round the ranches after dark,
G Dm D G
And the bluebirds are a-singin' to the lovely "meadow lark";
G Dm F C
Where the bighorns are a-grazin' and the lonely plovers call -
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It was there that I attended "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."
(whoo!)
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C F C
The boys had left the ranches and come to town in piles;
C D G
The ladies - "kinda scatterin'" - had gathered in for miles..
C F C
The room was togged out gorgeous - with mistletoe and shawls,
C F G C
And candles flickered frescoes, around the airy walls.
G F C
The women folk looked lovely - the boys looked kinda treed,
G Dm D G
Till the leader got to yellin': "Hey, fellers, let's stampede!"
G Dm F C
And the music started sighin', an' awailin' through the hall
G Dm F G C
As a kind of introduction to "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."
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C F C
Their leader was a feller that came from Swenson's ranch,
C D G
They called him "Windy Billy," from "little Deadman's Branch."
C F C
His rig was "kinda careless," big spurs and high-heeled boots;
C F G C
He had the reputation that come when "a fellers shoots."
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His voice was like a bugle upon a mountainous height;
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His feet were animated an' a mighty, movin' sight,
C F C
When he commenced to hollerin', "Now, fellers stake your pen!"
C F G C
"Lock horns with all them heifers, an' russle 'em like men.
G F C
"Salute yer lovely critters; now swing an' let 'em go,
G Dm D G
"Climb the grape vine 'round 'em - all hands do-ce-do!
G Dm F C
"You Mavericks, join the round-up - Just skip her waterfall,"
G Dm F G C
Huh! It was gettin' happy, The Cowboys' Christmas Ball
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C F C
Don't tell me 'bout cotillions, or Germans, no sir'ee!
C D G
That whirl at Carson City just takes the cake with me.
C F C
I'm sick of lazy shufflin's, of them I've had my fill,
C F G C
Just Give me a frontier break-down, backed up by Wild Ol' Bill.
G F C
McAllister ain't nowhere, when Windy leads the show,
G Dm D G
I've seen 'em both in harness, and so I sorta know -
G Dm F C
Oh, Bill, I sha'n't forget ya, and I'll oftentimes recall,
G Dm F G C
That lively gaited soiree - "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."
G Dm F C
Oh, Bill, I sha'n't forget ya, and I'll oftentimes recall,
G Dm F G C
That lively gaited soiree - "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball."
