Chords for Seals & Crofts - Dust My Saddle
Tempo:
126.7 bpm
Chords used:
A
F#
Bm
E
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
[F#]
They claimed we were in Clinton [G#m] last year in the month of June,
[C#] Sent on the night of the 17th in Katie's [F#] old saloon,
Land was shot in cold [G#m] blood at a friendly poker game,
[C#] Don't know how it happened but somehow I [F#] got the blame.
[A] Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [Em] Couple of empty [E] saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
[F#]
Well I've worked up in the gold [G#m] mines and I've logged up in the hills,
[C#] Come spring I'd drive the herds out, come fall I'd [F#] work the mills,
Well I've done most every kind of work [G#m] from letter A to Z.
[C#] I guess I'll be alright and now the past is [F#] chasing [A] me.
Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
[F#]
Six years now since that fateful [G#m] day my riding days are seized,
[C#] Well I'm hiding out in Kansas, they think I am [F#] a priest.
I'm carrying a Bible [G#m] instead of a 45, [C#] Remembering that poster saying dead [F#] or alive.
Sunday sermon's over, [G#m] I look out towards the bar,
[C#] Several men are coming, one has [F#] on a star.
Well I guess it's time they caught [G#m] me, running ain't no use,
[C#] This robe will never stop them, they think they know [F#] the truth.
But now the star is speaking, [G#m] he says that I'm free,
[C#] These years I spent a runner, they didn't have to [F#] be.
Well they caught their man six years [G#m] ago right after I left town.
[C#] Riding days are over now and I can [F#] settle down.
[A] Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags [A] except for two old suits,
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, Last [E] night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
Dust on the saddle, blood [Bm] on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] lonely as can [E] be, I'm bound for Carolina and my [A] family.
Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
[F#]
They claimed we were in Clinton [G#m] last year in the month of June,
[C#] Sent on the night of the 17th in Katie's [F#] old saloon,
Land was shot in cold [G#m] blood at a friendly poker game,
[C#] Don't know how it happened but somehow I [F#] got the blame.
[A] Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [Em] Couple of empty [E] saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
[F#]
Well I've worked up in the gold [G#m] mines and I've logged up in the hills,
[C#] Come spring I'd drive the herds out, come fall I'd [F#] work the mills,
Well I've done most every kind of work [G#m] from letter A to Z.
[C#] I guess I'll be alright and now the past is [F#] chasing [A] me.
Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
[F#]
Six years now since that fateful [G#m] day my riding days are seized,
[C#] Well I'm hiding out in Kansas, they think I am [F#] a priest.
I'm carrying a Bible [G#m] instead of a 45, [C#] Remembering that poster saying dead [F#] or alive.
Sunday sermon's over, [G#m] I look out towards the bar,
[C#] Several men are coming, one has [F#] on a star.
Well I guess it's time they caught [G#m] me, running ain't no use,
[C#] This robe will never stop them, they think they know [F#] the truth.
But now the star is speaking, [G#m] he says that I'm free,
[C#] These years I spent a runner, they didn't have to [F#] be.
Well they caught their man six years [G#m] ago right after I left town.
[C#] Riding days are over now and I can [F#] settle down.
[A] Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags [A] except for two old suits,
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, Last [E] night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
Dust on the saddle, blood [Bm] on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] lonely as can [E] be, I'm bound for Carolina and my [A] family.
Key:
A
F#
Bm
E
G#m
A
F#
Bm
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
_ Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
_ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ They claimed we were in Clinton [G#m] last year in the month of June,
[C#] Sent on the night of the 17th in Katie's [F#] old saloon,
Land was shot in cold [G#m] blood at a friendly poker game,
[C#] Don't know how it happened but somehow I [F#] got the blame.
[A] Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [Em] Couple of empty [E] saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me. _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well I've worked up in the gold [G#m] mines and I've logged up in the hills,
[C#] Come spring I'd drive the herds out, come fall I'd [F#] work the mills,
Well I've done most every kind of work [G#m] from letter A to Z.
[C#] I guess I'll be alright and now the past is [F#] chasing [A] me.
Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Six years now since that fateful [G#m] day my riding days are seized,
[C#] Well I'm hiding out in Kansas, they think I am [F#] a priest.
I'm carrying a Bible [G#m] instead of a 45, _ [C#] _ Remembering that poster saying dead [F#] or alive. _ _ _ _ _
Sunday sermon's over, [G#m] I look out towards the bar,
[C#] Several men are coming, one has [F#] on a star.
Well I guess it's time they caught [G#m] me, running ain't no use,
[C#] This robe will never stop them, they think they know [F#] the truth. _
_ _ _ _ _ But now the star is speaking, [G#m] he says that I'm free,
[C#] These years I spent a runner, they didn't have to [F#] be.
Well they caught their man six years [G#m] ago right after I left town.
[C#] Riding days are over now and I can [F#] settle down.
[A] Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags [A] except for two old suits,
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, Last [E] night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me. _
Dust on the saddle, blood [Bm] on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] lonely as can [E] be, I'm bound for Carolina _ _ _ and my [A] family. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
_ Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
_ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ They claimed we were in Clinton [G#m] last year in the month of June,
[C#] Sent on the night of the 17th in Katie's [F#] old saloon,
Land was shot in cold [G#m] blood at a friendly poker game,
[C#] Don't know how it happened but somehow I [F#] got the blame.
[A] Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [Em] Couple of empty [E] saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me. _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well I've worked up in the gold [G#m] mines and I've logged up in the hills,
[C#] Come spring I'd drive the herds out, come fall I'd [F#] work the mills,
Well I've done most every kind of work [G#m] from letter A to Z.
[C#] I guess I'll be alright and now the past is [F#] chasing [A] me.
Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
Tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, [E] Last night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me.
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Six years now since that fateful [G#m] day my riding days are seized,
[C#] Well I'm hiding out in Kansas, they think I am [F#] a priest.
I'm carrying a Bible [G#m] instead of a 45, _ [C#] _ Remembering that poster saying dead [F#] or alive. _ _ _ _ _
Sunday sermon's over, [G#m] I look out towards the bar,
[C#] Several men are coming, one has [F#] on a star.
Well I guess it's time they caught [G#m] me, running ain't no use,
[C#] This robe will never stop them, they think they know [F#] the truth. _
_ _ _ _ _ But now the star is speaking, [G#m] he says that I'm free,
[C#] These years I spent a runner, they didn't have to [F#] be.
Well they caught their man six years [G#m] ago right after I left town.
[C#] Riding days are over now and I can [F#] settle down.
[A] Dust on the saddle, [Bm] blood on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags [A] except for two old suits,
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] worried as can be, Last [E] night I saw a poster and they're still [A] after me. _
Dust on the saddle, blood [Bm] on my boots, [E] Couple of empty saddlebags except for [A] two old suits,
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm] lonely as can [E] be, I'm bound for Carolina _ _ _ and my [A] family. _ _ _ _
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