BLOOD ON THE SADDLE

I wear a brace on one knee nearly all the time due to a Roan and
riggin' troubles I had at a jack-pot ride several years ago.  Although
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