Chords with lyrics
Rider on the Rim
Red Steagall
Verse 1:
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On the wagon last october was a kid of seven-teen
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A augmentedA city kid from Dallas, wet behind the ears and green
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He stepped out of the pages of a western catalog
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and not the kind you'd pick to ride the rivers and boggs
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The boss had throwed this kid and me together for the drive
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We took the outside circle, I was mad and full of fight
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For it ain't no place for tender feet, cause where we had to go
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Up in the hills and badlands where the twisted cedars grow
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The kid had drawed a snaky bronc, plum full of dirty tricks
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and I'll give the kid the credit boys he stayed and took his licks
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Cause everytime he got throwed off, he'd step back on again
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And we all were wondered how much practicin this city boy could stand
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At the head of an arroyo where the tamarac grow tall
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I sent the kid a driftin north, to ride out Deadmans draw
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The country's pretty open and the draw ain't very deep
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So I took Blackhole canyon, where the bluffs are high and steep
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It was misty in the canyon, the light was sorta dim
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Thru the mist I saw a ghostly rider on the rim
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He waved his hat and motioned to go back the way I come
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and when the mist had cleared away the ghostly form was gone
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I turned my horse around, headed back to Deadmans draw
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I knowed the kids in trouble I could feel it in my crawl
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From the trail of broken cedars and the deep tracks in the sand
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The gray was usin all his tricks the kid had made a hand
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But up beneath a cutbank where the trail is slick and steep
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The gray lay thrashin on his side the kid lay underneath
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His foot run thru the stirrup, holdin to the horses head
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He knew that if the gray got up he'd soon be drug to death
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The kid was tired and gettin weak, the horse was gainin ground
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I slipped my gutline round his neck, the kid got turned around
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So's he was in the saddle when the horse got to his feet
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Then we rode out together but we didn't hardly speak
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A augmentedA dozen times I've ridden out along the canyon rim
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There ain't no tracks and I ain't seen that ghostly form again
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and I don't really care if you believe a word I say
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A augmentedA cowboy guardian angel helped me save the kid that day
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It was misty in the canyon, the light was kinda dim
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Thru the mist I saw a ghostly rider on the rim
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If I live to be a hundred I will not forget the day
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when a cowboy guardian angel taught two punchers how to pray..............
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(Slowing) How to pray......... How to pray...............