Old Red chords by Marty Robbins

Verse:

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Old Red was one of the orniest yet

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I'd seen at the big rodeo

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He'd bite you and kick you and stomp out your life

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Old Red had never been rode


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Meaner than sin, wild as the wind

     D                   A7
That blew on the Montana plains

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Old Red was one of the last of his breed

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And wasn't about to be tamed


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From Idaho, a young cowboy came

   A7                  D
To ride in the big rodeo

                   G        D
The young cowboy's name was Billy McLane

    A7                   D
And Billy had never been thrown


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The greatest desire filled young Billy's heart

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To ride this old outlaw called Red

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He drew him one day and I heard Billy say

      A7                    D
"I'll ride him or drop over dead"

Verse:

D           G           D
Old Red was wicked down there in the shoot

       A7                    D
He was kicking and stomping about

              G        D
Billy climbed into the saddle with ease

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And yelled turn him loose let us out


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Old Red came out with his head on the ground

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His back hooves were touching his nose

              G          D
Trying to get rid of the man on his back

        A7                     D
But the man went wherever he'd go


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Billy was raking Old Red with his spurs

      A7                    D
From his tail to the tip of his chin

              G        D
He was doing right well, but Billy could tell

     A7                        D
This outlaw would never give in


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Old Red was running straight for the fence

       A7                 D
Suddenly stopping and then

              G        D
He reared on his hind legs then fell on his back

   A7                     D
Taking poor Billy with him


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There was a hush in the crowd and they knew

   A7                         D
This would be Billy's last ride

              G          D
The saddle horn crushed Billy's chest when they fell

        A7                  D
And under Old Red Billy died

Verse:

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Old Red lay still, no more would he move

  A7                        D
The cowboys that seen it could tell

               G         D
In trying to throw Billy off his back

     A7                     D
Old Red broke his neck when he fell


G                     D
Out in the west is a place where they rest

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This cowboy that never was thrown

             G       D
And one foot away resting there 'neath the clay

       A7                     D
Is the outlaw that never was rode