the cowboy depicted in this song meets his end in a much worse way,
my rodeo "career" also ended on a snatcher that would not be riden.
Verse 1:
A A7 D A
There's blood on the saddle and blood on the ground, And a
B7 E7
great big puddle of blood all around. A
A A7 D A
cowboy lay in it all covered with gore, And he
E7 A
never will ride any broncos no more.
A A7 D A
Oh, pity the cowboy, all gory and red, A
B7 E7
bronco fell on him and bashed in his head. There was
A A7 D A
blood on the saddle and blood on the ground, And a
E7 A
great big puddle of blood all around.
Note: capo the 3rd fret
Andrew D. Lowry alowry@silver.ucs.indiana.edu
