The Wagon Tongue chords by Red Steagall

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Point Your Wagon Tongue - Red Steagall

Verse 1:
G                                       C            G
I hired on with col. Slaughter, driving steers to Abilene
                                            D
Green and wet behind the ears, a kid of seventeen
       G                            C              G
Though I was raised in Texas, I was not a seasoned hand
                                  D                  G
So I got the job of hoodilum, the coosies right hand man.

Verse 2:

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

Chorus:

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

Verse 3:

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

Verse 4:

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

Chorus:

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

Verse 5:

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

Final Chorus and Outro:

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