Chords for Marty Robbins - Utah Carol
Tempo:
83.8 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Bb
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb]
And now my friends you ask [Ab] me what makes me sad [Eb] still
And why my brow is darkened like the [Bb] clouds upon the [Eb] hill
Run [Ab] in your porch [Eb] closer [Ab] and I'll tell to you my [Eb] tale
Of Utah Care, my partner, and his [Bb] last ride on the [Eb] trail
We rode the range together, [Ab] had a roadside [Eb] beside
I loved him like a brother and [Bb] I wept when Utah [Eb] died
We [Ab] were rounding up [Eb] one morning [Ab] when work was almost [Eb] done
When on his side the cattle [Bb] started on a frightened [Eb] run
Underneath the saddle that the [Ab] boss's daughter [Eb] rode
Utah that very morning had [Bb] placed [Eb] bright red road
So the [Ab] saddle might [Eb] ride easy for [Ab] Lenore his little [Eb] friend
And it was this red blanket that [Bb] brought him to [Eb] his end
The blanket was now dragging [Ab] behind her on the [Eb] ground
The frightened cattle sobbing and [Bb] charged it with [Eb] a bow
[Ab] Lenore then saw [Eb] her danger [Ab] and turned her [Eb] pony's face
And leaning in the saddle [Gm] tied the blanket to [Eb] his place
But in leaning lost her balance, fell [Ab] in front of that [Eb] wild tide
Lay still, [Bb] Lenore, [Eb] I'm coming, were the words that Utah cried
[Ab] His faithful pony [Eb] saw her [Ab] and reached her with [Eb] a bow
I thought [Bb] he'd been [Eb] successful and raised her from the ground
But the weight of on the saddle [Ab] had not been felt [Eb] before
His back seemed snapped like thunder [Gm] and he fell by [Eb] Lenore
[Ab] Picking up [Eb] the blanket [Ab] he swung it over [Eb] his head
And started across the crevice, [Gm] lay still, Lenore, he [Eb] said
When he got the stamp he turned [Ab] and saved Lenore [Eb] his friend
Then turned to face the cattle and meet his fatal end
His six gun [Ab] blasts [Eb] like lightning, the [Ab] report rang loud [Eb] and clear
As the cattle [Bb] raced [Eb] and killed him he [Gm] dropped a leading [Eb] steer
On his funeral morning [Ab] I heard the preacher [Eb] say
I hope we'll all meet Utah at [Bb] the roundup far [Eb] away
Then [Ab] they wrapped him in a [Eb] blanket that [Ab] saved his little [Eb] friend
And it was this red blanket [Bb] that brought him to [Eb] his end
And now my friends you ask [Ab] me what makes me sad [Eb] still
And why my brow is darkened like the [Bb] clouds upon the [Eb] hill
Run [Ab] in your porch [Eb] closer [Ab] and I'll tell to you my [Eb] tale
Of Utah Care, my partner, and his [Bb] last ride on the [Eb] trail
We rode the range together, [Ab] had a roadside [Eb] beside
I loved him like a brother and [Bb] I wept when Utah [Eb] died
We [Ab] were rounding up [Eb] one morning [Ab] when work was almost [Eb] done
When on his side the cattle [Bb] started on a frightened [Eb] run
Underneath the saddle that the [Ab] boss's daughter [Eb] rode
Utah that very morning had [Bb] placed [Eb] bright red road
So the [Ab] saddle might [Eb] ride easy for [Ab] Lenore his little [Eb] friend
And it was this red blanket that [Bb] brought him to [Eb] his end
The blanket was now dragging [Ab] behind her on the [Eb] ground
The frightened cattle sobbing and [Bb] charged it with [Eb] a bow
[Ab] Lenore then saw [Eb] her danger [Ab] and turned her [Eb] pony's face
And leaning in the saddle [Gm] tied the blanket to [Eb] his place
But in leaning lost her balance, fell [Ab] in front of that [Eb] wild tide
Lay still, [Bb] Lenore, [Eb] I'm coming, were the words that Utah cried
[Ab] His faithful pony [Eb] saw her [Ab] and reached her with [Eb] a bow
I thought [Bb] he'd been [Eb] successful and raised her from the ground
But the weight of on the saddle [Ab] had not been felt [Eb] before
His back seemed snapped like thunder [Gm] and he fell by [Eb] Lenore
[Ab] Picking up [Eb] the blanket [Ab] he swung it over [Eb] his head
And started across the crevice, [Gm] lay still, Lenore, he [Eb] said
When he got the stamp he turned [Ab] and saved Lenore [Eb] his friend
Then turned to face the cattle and meet his fatal end
His six gun [Ab] blasts [Eb] like lightning, the [Ab] report rang loud [Eb] and clear
As the cattle [Bb] raced [Eb] and killed him he [Gm] dropped a leading [Eb] steer
On his funeral morning [Ab] I heard the preacher [Eb] say
I hope we'll all meet Utah at [Bb] the roundup far [Eb] away
Then [Ab] they wrapped him in a [Eb] blanket that [Ab] saved his little [Eb] friend
And it was this red blanket [Bb] that brought him to [Eb] his end
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And now my friends you ask [Ab] me what makes me sad [Eb] still
And why my brow is darkened like the [Bb] clouds upon the [Eb] hill
Run [Ab] in your porch [Eb] closer [Ab] and I'll tell to you my [Eb] tale
Of Utah Care, my partner, and his [Bb] last ride on the [Eb] trail
We rode the range together, [Ab] had a roadside [Eb] beside
I loved him like a brother and [Bb] I wept when Utah [Eb] died
We [Ab] were rounding up [Eb] one morning [Ab] when work was almost [Eb] done
When on his side the cattle [Bb] started on a frightened [Eb] run
_ Underneath the saddle that the [Ab] boss's daughter [Eb] rode
Utah that very morning had [Bb] placed [Eb] bright red road
So the [Ab] saddle might [Eb] ride easy for [Ab] Lenore his little [Eb] friend
And it was this red blanket that [Bb] brought him to [Eb] his end
The blanket was now dragging [Ab] behind her on the [Eb] ground
The frightened cattle sobbing and [Bb] charged it with [Eb] a bow
[Ab] Lenore then saw [Eb] her danger [Ab] and turned her [Eb] pony's face
And leaning in the saddle [Gm] tied the blanket to [Eb] his place
But in leaning lost her balance, fell [Ab] in front of that [Eb] wild tide
Lay still, [Bb] Lenore, [Eb] I'm coming, were the words that Utah cried
[Ab] His faithful pony [Eb] saw her [Ab] and reached her with [Eb] a bow
I thought [Bb] he'd been [Eb] successful and raised her from the ground
But the weight of on the saddle [Ab] had not been felt [Eb] before
His back seemed snapped like thunder [Gm] and he fell by [Eb] Lenore
[Ab] Picking up [Eb] the blanket [Ab] he swung it over [Eb] his head
And started across the crevice, [Gm] lay still, Lenore, he [Eb] said
When he got the stamp he turned [Ab] and saved Lenore [Eb] his friend
Then turned to face the cattle and meet his fatal end
His six gun [Ab] blasts [Eb] like lightning, the [Ab] report rang loud [Eb] and clear
As the cattle [Bb] raced [Eb] and killed him he [Gm] dropped a leading [Eb] steer
On his funeral morning [Ab] I heard the preacher [Eb] say
I hope we'll all meet Utah at [Bb] the roundup far [Eb] away
Then [Ab] they wrapped him in a [Eb] blanket that [Ab] saved his little [Eb] friend
And it was this red blanket [Bb] that brought him to [Eb] his end _ _ _ _
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And now my friends you ask [Ab] me what makes me sad [Eb] still
And why my brow is darkened like the [Bb] clouds upon the [Eb] hill
Run [Ab] in your porch [Eb] closer [Ab] and I'll tell to you my [Eb] tale
Of Utah Care, my partner, and his [Bb] last ride on the [Eb] trail
We rode the range together, [Ab] had a roadside [Eb] beside
I loved him like a brother and [Bb] I wept when Utah [Eb] died
We [Ab] were rounding up [Eb] one morning [Ab] when work was almost [Eb] done
When on his side the cattle [Bb] started on a frightened [Eb] run
_ Underneath the saddle that the [Ab] boss's daughter [Eb] rode
Utah that very morning had [Bb] placed [Eb] bright red road
So the [Ab] saddle might [Eb] ride easy for [Ab] Lenore his little [Eb] friend
And it was this red blanket that [Bb] brought him to [Eb] his end
The blanket was now dragging [Ab] behind her on the [Eb] ground
The frightened cattle sobbing and [Bb] charged it with [Eb] a bow
[Ab] Lenore then saw [Eb] her danger [Ab] and turned her [Eb] pony's face
And leaning in the saddle [Gm] tied the blanket to [Eb] his place
But in leaning lost her balance, fell [Ab] in front of that [Eb] wild tide
Lay still, [Bb] Lenore, [Eb] I'm coming, were the words that Utah cried
[Ab] His faithful pony [Eb] saw her [Ab] and reached her with [Eb] a bow
I thought [Bb] he'd been [Eb] successful and raised her from the ground
But the weight of on the saddle [Ab] had not been felt [Eb] before
His back seemed snapped like thunder [Gm] and he fell by [Eb] Lenore
[Ab] Picking up [Eb] the blanket [Ab] he swung it over [Eb] his head
And started across the crevice, [Gm] lay still, Lenore, he [Eb] said
When he got the stamp he turned [Ab] and saved Lenore [Eb] his friend
Then turned to face the cattle and meet his fatal end
His six gun [Ab] blasts [Eb] like lightning, the [Ab] report rang loud [Eb] and clear
As the cattle [Bb] raced [Eb] and killed him he [Gm] dropped a leading [Eb] steer
On his funeral morning [Ab] I heard the preacher [Eb] say
I hope we'll all meet Utah at [Bb] the roundup far [Eb] away
Then [Ab] they wrapped him in a [Eb] blanket that [Ab] saved his little [Eb] friend
And it was this red blanket [Bb] that brought him to [Eb] his end _ _ _ _
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