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From: Andrew D. Lowry
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Here`s a western song that no western tunesmith`s, like the COWPIE gang
should be without. The old Chisholm Trail is believed to have had
at least 143 verses sung at one time or another. Micheal Martin
Murphey`s Cowboy Songs includes a few more, but I only know 11.
So grab yer slicker and cinch yer saddle and let`s go---!
The old Chisholm Trail
Lope the song along-
F
1.Well, come along, boys, and listen to my tale;
2.With a ten-dollar horse and a forty-dollar saddle, I
tell you of my troubles on the old Chisholm Trail. Come a (chorus)
started in herding these Texas cattle. Come a (chorus)
CHORUS-
Bb6 Bb6/C F
ti yi yippy, yippy yay, yippy yay, Come a
Bb6 Bb6/C F Bb F
ti yi yippy, yippy yay.
3. I`m up in the morning before daylight;
Before I sleep the moon shines bright.
4. Oh, it`s bacon and beans most every day;
We`ll soon be eating this prairie hay.
5. With my seat in the saddle
and my hand on the horn,
I`m the best cowpuncher
that ever was born.
6. No chaps, no slicker,
and it`s pourin` down rain;
I swear I`ll never night-herd again.
7. A stray in the herd
and the boss said, Kill it!
So I shot it in the rump
with the handle of a skillet.
8. I went to the boss to draw my roll,
And he had me figured out
nine dollars in the hole.
9. Me and my boss we had a little spat,
So I hit him in the face
with my ten-gallon hat.
10. I`m going to sell my horse,
going to sell my saddle,
`Cause I`m tired of punching
these Longhorn cattle.
11. With my knees in the saddle
and seat in the sky,
I`ll quit punchin` cows
in the sweet by-and-by.
--Andrew
