Little Joe The Wrangler Chords by Rex Allen
Tempo:
88.6 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
C#
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] [A] [D]
[A] [Bm] [E] [A]
Little Joe the Wrangler [D] he'll wrangle never [A] more, his days with the remuda [E] they are o'er.
Was [A] a year ago last April [D] he rode up to our [A] camp, just a little Texas [E] stray and all [A] along.
It is late in the evening [D] he rode up to [A] our herd, on a little Texas pony he [E] called Shaw.
With [A] his brogand shoes and [D] overalls, a tougher [A] looking kid you never in [E] your life before [A] had saw.
[D] His saddle was a Texas cact [A] built many years ago, with an okay spur on one foot lightly [E] swung.
[A] His hot roll in a cotton [D] sack was loosely [A] tied behind and his canteen [E] from his saddle [A] horn was swung.
[D] He said he had to leave his [A] home, his pa had married twice and his new ma whipped him every [E] day or two.
[A] So he saddled up old Shaw one [D] day and lit a [A] shuck this way, now he's trying [E] hard to paddle his [A] own canoe.
[D]
[A] [E]
[A] [D]
[A] [Bm] [E] [A]
[D] He said if we'd give him work [A] he'd do the best he could, though he didn't know straight up [E] about a cow.
[A] So the boss he cut him out a [D] mouth, kindly [A] put him on, for he's sort of like [E] that little kid [A] somehow.
[D] He learned to wrangle horses [A] and tried to know them all and round them up by daylight if [E] he could.
[A] To follow the chuck wagon [D] and always hitch [A] the team and to help the coast [E] and narrow [A] Russell Wood.
We'd driven to the [C#] Pecos, [D] the weather being [A] fine, camped on the south side [E] of a bend.
[A] When a norther started blowing [D] we doubled up [A] our guard for it taking all [E] of us to hold [A] them in.
[D] Little Joe the Wrangler [A] was called out with the rest, though the kit had scarcely reached [E] the purr.
[A] When the cattle they stampeded [D] like a hail storm [A] they fled, we were all [E] riding for [A] the lead.
[C#] [D] Midst the streaks of lightning we [A] saw him in the lead, was Little Joe the Wrangler in [E] the lead.
He [A] was riding old Blue Rocket [D] with a slicker o'er [A] his head, trying to check [E] the cattle in [A] their speed.
At last we got a millin' [D] and kinda quieted [A] down and the extra guard back to the wagon [E] went.
[A] But there was one a-missin' and [D] we knew it at a [A] glance, was our little Texas [E] stray poor [A] Rangler Joe.
[D] Next morning just at daybreak we [A] found where Rocket fell down in the washout twenty feet [E] below.
[A] Beneath his horse mashed to a [C#] pulp his [D] spurs had wrung his [A] nail, was our little [E] Texas stray poor Wrangler [A] Joe.
[N]
[A] [Bm] [E] [A]
Little Joe the Wrangler [D] he'll wrangle never [A] more, his days with the remuda [E] they are o'er.
Was [A] a year ago last April [D] he rode up to our [A] camp, just a little Texas [E] stray and all [A] along.
It is late in the evening [D] he rode up to [A] our herd, on a little Texas pony he [E] called Shaw.
With [A] his brogand shoes and [D] overalls, a tougher [A] looking kid you never in [E] your life before [A] had saw.
[D] His saddle was a Texas cact [A] built many years ago, with an okay spur on one foot lightly [E] swung.
[A] His hot roll in a cotton [D] sack was loosely [A] tied behind and his canteen [E] from his saddle [A] horn was swung.
[D] He said he had to leave his [A] home, his pa had married twice and his new ma whipped him every [E] day or two.
[A] So he saddled up old Shaw one [D] day and lit a [A] shuck this way, now he's trying [E] hard to paddle his [A] own canoe.
[D]
[A] [E]
[A] [D]
[A] [Bm] [E] [A]
[D] He said if we'd give him work [A] he'd do the best he could, though he didn't know straight up [E] about a cow.
[A] So the boss he cut him out a [D] mouth, kindly [A] put him on, for he's sort of like [E] that little kid [A] somehow.
[D] He learned to wrangle horses [A] and tried to know them all and round them up by daylight if [E] he could.
[A] To follow the chuck wagon [D] and always hitch [A] the team and to help the coast [E] and narrow [A] Russell Wood.
We'd driven to the [C#] Pecos, [D] the weather being [A] fine, camped on the south side [E] of a bend.
[A] When a norther started blowing [D] we doubled up [A] our guard for it taking all [E] of us to hold [A] them in.
[D] Little Joe the Wrangler [A] was called out with the rest, though the kit had scarcely reached [E] the purr.
[A] When the cattle they stampeded [D] like a hail storm [A] they fled, we were all [E] riding for [A] the lead.
[C#] [D] Midst the streaks of lightning we [A] saw him in the lead, was Little Joe the Wrangler in [E] the lead.
He [A] was riding old Blue Rocket [D] with a slicker o'er [A] his head, trying to check [E] the cattle in [A] their speed.
At last we got a millin' [D] and kinda quieted [A] down and the extra guard back to the wagon [E] went.
[A] But there was one a-missin' and [D] we knew it at a [A] glance, was our little Texas [E] stray poor [A] Rangler Joe.
[D] Next morning just at daybreak we [A] found where Rocket fell down in the washout twenty feet [E] below.
[A] Beneath his horse mashed to a [C#] pulp his [D] spurs had wrung his [A] nail, was our little [E] Texas stray poor Wrangler [A] Joe.
[N]
Key:
A
D
E
C#
Bm
A
D
E
[D] _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Bm] _ [E] _ [A] _ _ _
_ Little Joe the Wrangler [D] he'll wrangle never [A] more, his days with the remuda [E] they are o'er.
Was [A] a year ago last April [D] he rode up to our [A] camp, just a little Texas [E] stray and all [A] along.
It is late in the evening [D] he rode up to [A] our herd, on a little Texas pony he [E] called Shaw.
With [A] his brogand shoes and [D] overalls, a tougher [A] looking kid you never in [E] your life before [A] had saw.
_ [D] His saddle was a Texas cact [A] built many years ago, with an okay spur on one foot lightly [E] swung.
_ [A] His hot roll in a cotton [D] sack was loosely [A] tied behind and his canteen [E] from his saddle [A] horn was swung.
[D] He said he had to leave his [A] home, his pa had married twice and his new ma whipped him every [E] day or two.
_ [A] So he saddled up old Shaw one [D] day and lit a [A] shuck this way, now he's trying [E] hard to paddle his [A] own canoe.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
[A] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [E] _ [A] _ _
_ [D] He said if we'd give him work [A] he'd do the best he could, though he didn't know straight up [E] about a cow.
_ [A] So the boss he cut him out a [D] mouth, kindly [A] put him on, for he's sort of like [E] that little kid [A] somehow. _
_ [D] He learned to wrangle horses [A] and tried to know them all and round them up by daylight if [E] he could.
_ [A] To follow the chuck wagon [D] and always hitch [A] the team and to help the coast [E] and narrow [A] Russell Wood.
We'd driven to the [C#] Pecos, [D] the weather being [A] fine, camped on the south side [E] of a bend.
_ [A] When a norther started blowing [D] we doubled up [A] our guard for it taking all [E] of us to hold [A] them in.
_ [D] Little Joe the Wrangler [A] was called out with the rest, though the kit had scarcely reached [E] the purr.
_ [A] When the cattle they stampeded [D] like a hail storm [A] they fled, we were all [E] riding for [A] the lead.
_ [C#] [D] Midst the streaks of lightning we [A] saw him in the lead, was Little Joe the Wrangler in [E] the lead. _
He [A] was riding old Blue Rocket [D] with a slicker o'er [A] his head, trying to check [E] the cattle in [A] their speed.
_ At last we got a millin' [D] and kinda quieted [A] down and the extra guard back to the wagon [E] went. _
_ [A] But there was one a-missin' and [D] we knew it at a [A] glance, was our little Texas [E] stray poor [A] Rangler Joe. _
_ [D] Next morning just at daybreak we [A] found where Rocket fell down in the washout twenty feet [E] below. _
_ [A] Beneath his horse mashed to a [C#] pulp his [D] spurs had wrung his [A] nail, was our little [E] Texas stray _ poor _ _ _ Wrangler [A] Joe.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
[A] _ _ _ [Bm] _ [E] _ [A] _ _ _
_ Little Joe the Wrangler [D] he'll wrangle never [A] more, his days with the remuda [E] they are o'er.
Was [A] a year ago last April [D] he rode up to our [A] camp, just a little Texas [E] stray and all [A] along.
It is late in the evening [D] he rode up to [A] our herd, on a little Texas pony he [E] called Shaw.
With [A] his brogand shoes and [D] overalls, a tougher [A] looking kid you never in [E] your life before [A] had saw.
_ [D] His saddle was a Texas cact [A] built many years ago, with an okay spur on one foot lightly [E] swung.
_ [A] His hot roll in a cotton [D] sack was loosely [A] tied behind and his canteen [E] from his saddle [A] horn was swung.
[D] He said he had to leave his [A] home, his pa had married twice and his new ma whipped him every [E] day or two.
_ [A] So he saddled up old Shaw one [D] day and lit a [A] shuck this way, now he's trying [E] hard to paddle his [A] own canoe.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
[A] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [E] _ [A] _ _
_ [D] He said if we'd give him work [A] he'd do the best he could, though he didn't know straight up [E] about a cow.
_ [A] So the boss he cut him out a [D] mouth, kindly [A] put him on, for he's sort of like [E] that little kid [A] somehow. _
_ [D] He learned to wrangle horses [A] and tried to know them all and round them up by daylight if [E] he could.
_ [A] To follow the chuck wagon [D] and always hitch [A] the team and to help the coast [E] and narrow [A] Russell Wood.
We'd driven to the [C#] Pecos, [D] the weather being [A] fine, camped on the south side [E] of a bend.
_ [A] When a norther started blowing [D] we doubled up [A] our guard for it taking all [E] of us to hold [A] them in.
_ [D] Little Joe the Wrangler [A] was called out with the rest, though the kit had scarcely reached [E] the purr.
_ [A] When the cattle they stampeded [D] like a hail storm [A] they fled, we were all [E] riding for [A] the lead.
_ [C#] [D] Midst the streaks of lightning we [A] saw him in the lead, was Little Joe the Wrangler in [E] the lead. _
He [A] was riding old Blue Rocket [D] with a slicker o'er [A] his head, trying to check [E] the cattle in [A] their speed.
_ At last we got a millin' [D] and kinda quieted [A] down and the extra guard back to the wagon [E] went. _
_ [A] But there was one a-missin' and [D] we knew it at a [A] glance, was our little Texas [E] stray poor [A] Rangler Joe. _
_ [D] Next morning just at daybreak we [A] found where Rocket fell down in the washout twenty feet [E] below. _
_ [A] Beneath his horse mashed to a [C#] pulp his [D] spurs had wrung his [A] nail, was our little [E] Texas stray _ poor _ _ _ Wrangler [A] Joe.
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