Chords for The Pistol Song by Ruth Wallis on 1953 Wallis Original 78.

Tempo:
105 bpm
Chords used:

Bb

F

Cm

Eb

C

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The Pistol Song by Ruth Wallis on 1953 Wallis Original 78. chords
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[Bb]
[F] [Bb] Things are so quiet in Texas, [Eb]
[Bb] since I got rid [C] of Alexis.
[Bb]
He used to keep [Gm] me up till [Cm] the dawn came in [F] sight.
[Cm] He kept on [F] making bang, [Bb] bang all through the night.
He [Eb] was riding the range [Bb] too darn often, so [C] I laid him to rest [F] in his coffin.
[Bb] I yanked out the bullets, [Eb] I [E] sawed off his barrel, [F] now he can't shoot his pistol [Bb] anymore.
[Fm]
[Bb] Our neighbors [Gm] never [F] bothered to go to the show.
[Cm] They'd stand [Bb] around and wait for our own rodeo.
[Eb] It was only one gun [Bb] that he toted, [C] but oh my how fast he [F] could reload it.
[Bb] So I yanked out the [Eb] bullets, I sawed [Cm] off his barrel, [F] now he can't shoot his pistol [Bb] anymore.
I always [Gm] used to pray [Cm] that someday I'd [F] see him change,
and I did one night I found him [Bb] riding Winter Brown's range.
[Eb] He just could not get out [Bb] of it, [C] he was quick like a young [F] prairie rabbit.
[G] So I yanked out the bullets, [Eb] I sawed off his barrel, [F] now he can't [Cm] shoot his pistol [F] anymore.
[Bb] He was [G] rootin', he was tootin', [Cm] he was full [F] of foolish pranks.
[Cm] He was known as [F] Sure Shot Daddy, [Bb] and none of them were blanks.
[Eb] Oh my, he was so [Bb] trigger happy, [C] all the neighbor's kids [F] called him Pappy.
[Bb] So I yanked out the bullets, [Cm] I sawed [C] off his barrel, [F] now I'm sure [Bb] in the sweet [Ebm] by and by,
he's a ghost rider in [Bbm] the sky.
[Bb]
How well I [Gm] remember [Cm] them last words he said, he said,
what [F] good's a cowboy if [Bb] his pistol is dead?
[Eb] But I figured my life would [Bb] be sweeter if I [C] silenced his old [F] repeater.
[Bb] So I yanked out the bullets, [Cm] I sawed off his barrel,
now [Bb] I wonder, was it all for [Eb] the best?
I'm haunted by [Cm] an empty [Bb] saddle, but nobody [G] cares to straddle.
[Cm] I've had no peace since [B] I [F] laid him loose.
[Eb]
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Bb
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F
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Cm
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Eb
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C
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Bb
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F
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Cm
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Let's start jamming Ruth Walis - The Pistol Song-7247-Dnc chords, familiarize yourself with these chords - F, Bb, C, F, Bb, Eb, Bb and Cm in sequence. A strategic approach would be to train at 52 BPM initially, and then accelerate to the song's tempo of 105. Fine-tune the capo based on your vocal range, ensuring it complements the key of Bb Major.

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_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Bb] Things are so quiet in Texas, _ [Eb] _
[Bb] since I got rid [C] of Alexis.
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb]
He used to keep [Gm] me up till [Cm] the dawn came in [F] sight.
[Cm] He kept on [F] making bang, [Bb] bang all through the night.
He [Eb] was riding the range [Bb] too darn often, so [C] I laid him to rest [F] in his coffin.
_ [Bb] I yanked out the bullets, [Eb] I [E] sawed off his barrel, [F] now he can't shoot his pistol [Bb] anymore.
[Fm] _
_ [Bb] Our neighbors [Gm] never [F] bothered to go to the show.
[Cm] They'd stand [Bb] around and wait for our own rodeo.
[Eb] It was only one gun [Bb] that he toted, _ [C] but oh my how fast he [F] could reload it.
[Bb] So I yanked out the [Eb] bullets, I sawed [Cm] off his barrel, [F] now he can't shoot his pistol [Bb] anymore. _ _
I always [Gm] used to pray [Cm] that someday I'd [F] see him change,
and I did one night I found him [Bb] riding Winter Brown's range.
[Eb] He just could not get out [Bb] of _ it, [C] he was quick like a young [F] prairie rabbit.
_ [G] So I yanked out the bullets, [Eb] I sawed off his barrel, [F] now he can't [Cm] shoot his pistol [F] anymore. _
[Bb] He was [G] rootin', he was tootin', [Cm] he was full [F] of foolish pranks.
[Cm] He was known as [F] Sure Shot Daddy, [Bb] and none of them were blanks.
[Eb] Oh my, he was so [Bb] trigger happy, _ [C] all the neighbor's kids [F] called him Pappy.
_ [Bb] So I yanked out the bullets, [Cm] I sawed [C] off his barrel, [F] now I'm sure [Bb] in the sweet [Ebm] by and by, _
he's a ghost rider in [Bbm] the sky.
_ [Bb] _ _ _
How well I [Gm] remember [Cm] them last words he said, he said,
what [F] good's a cowboy if [Bb] his pistol is dead?
[Eb] But I figured my life would [Bb] be sweeter _ if I [C] silenced his old [F] repeater.
_ [Bb] So I yanked out the bullets, _ _ _ [Cm] I sawed off his barrel,
now _ [Bb] I wonder, was it all for [Eb] the best?
I'm haunted by [Cm] an empty [Bb] saddle, but nobody [G] cares to straddle.
[Cm] I've had no peace since [B] I [F] laid him loose.
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _