The Killers

The Cowboys' Christmas Ball(Chords)

The Killers

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C# F# C# Way out in North Nevada, where the Trukee's waters flow C# F# Ab Where the cattle are 'a-browzin'' and the Spanish ponies grow C# F# C# Where the Norther comes whistlin' from beyond the Neutral strip C# F# Ab C# And the prairie dogs are sneezin' as if they had 'the Grip' Ab Bbm F# C# Where the coyotes come a-howlin' round the ranches after dark Ab Bbm F# Ab And the blue-birds are singin' to the lovely 'medder lark' Ab Bbm F# C# Where the big horns are grazin' and the lonely plovers call Ab Bbm F# Ab C# It was there that I attended 'The Cowboys' Christmas Ball' Intro C# F# C# The boys had left the ranches and come to town in piles C# F# Ab The ladies 'kinder scatterin'' had gathered in for miles C# F# C# The room was togged out gorgeous with mistletoe and shawls C# F# Ab C# And candles flickered frescoes around the airy walls Ab Bbm F# C# The 'wimmin folks' looked lovely, the boys looked kinder treed Ab Bbm F# Ab Till their leader commenced yellin': 'Hey, fellers, let's stampede' Ab Bbm F# C# The music started sighin' and a-wailin' through the hall Ab Bbm F# Ab C# As a kind of introduction to 'The Cowboys' Christmas Ball' Intro C# F# C# The leader was a fellow that came from Swenson's Ranch C# F# Ab They called him 'Windy Billy,' from 'little Dead-man's Branch' C# F# C# His rig was 'kinder keerless,' big spurs and high-heeled boots C# F# Ab C# He had the reputation that comes when 'fellers shoots' Bbm Fm His voice was like the bugle upon the mountain's height Bbm F# Ab His feet were animated, an' a mighty movin' sight C# F# C# When he commenced to holler, 'Now, fellers, stake yer pen! C# F# C# Come on! lock horns to all them heifers, an' russle 'em like men Ab Bbm F# C# Saloot yer lovely critters; now swing an' let 'em go Ab Bbm F# Ab Climb the grape vine round 'em, all hands do-ce-do! Ab Bbm F# C# And Mavericks, jine the round-up, jest skip her waterfall' Ab Bbm F# Ab C# Huh! hit wuz gittin' happy, 'The Cowboys' Christmas Ball!' Intro C# F# C# Don't tell me about cotillions, or germans. No sir 'ee! C# F# Ab 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# Ab C# Just give me a fronteer breakdown, backed up by Wild Bill Ab Bbm F# C# McAllister ain't nowhere! when Windy leads the show Ab Bbm F# Ab I've seen 'em both in harness, an' so I sorter know Ab Bbm F# C# Oh, Bill, I sha'n't forget yer, and I'll oftentimes recall Ab Bbm F# Ab C# That lively-gaited sworray, 'The Cowboys' Christmas Ball' Ab Bbm F# C# Oh, Bill, I sha'n't forget yer, and I'll oftentimes recall Ab Bbm F# Ab C# That lively-gaited sworray, 'The Cowboys' Christmas Ball' Outro: Ab C#

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