The Cowboys' Christmas Ball ukulele

The Cowboys' Christmas Ball

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Intro: 
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Way out in North Nevada, where the Trukee's waters flow 
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Where the cattle are "a-browzin'' and the Spanish ponies grow 
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Where the Norther comes whistlin' from beyond the Neutral strip 
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And the prairie dogs are sneezin' as if they had "the Grip" 

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Where the coyotes come a-howlin' round the ranches after dark 
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And the blue-birds are singin' to the lovely "medder lark" 
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Where the big horns are grazin' and the lonely plovers call 
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It was there that I attended "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball" 

Intro 

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The boys had left the ranches and come to town in piles 
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The ladies "kinder scatterin'" had gathered in for miles 
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The room was togged out gorgeous with mistletoe and shawls 
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And candles flickered frescoes around the airy walls 

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The "wimmin folks" looked lovely, the boys looked kinder treed 
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Till their leader commenced yellin': "Hey, fellers, let's stampede" 
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The music started sighin' and a-wailin' through the hall 
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As a kind of introduction to "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball" 

Intro

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The leader was a fellow that came from Swenson's Ranch 
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They called him "Windy Billy," from "little Dead-man's Branch" 
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His rig was "kinder keerless," big spurs and high-heeled boots 
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He had the reputation that comes when "fellers shoots" 

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His voice was like the bugle upon the mountain's height 
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His feet were animated, an' a mighty movin' sight 
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When he commenced to holler, "Now, fellers, stake yer pen! 
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Come on! lock horns to all them heifers, an' russle 'em like men 

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Saloot yer lovely critters; now swing an' let 'em go 
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Climb the grape vine round 'em, all hands do-ce-do! 
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And Mavericks, jine the round-up, jest skip her waterfall" 
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Huh! hit wuz gittin' happy, "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball!" 

Intro 

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Don't tell me about cotillions, or germans. No sir 'ee! 
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That whirl at Carson City just takes the cake with me 
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I'm sick of lazy shufflin's, of them I've had my fill 
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Just give me a fronteer breakdown, backed up by Wild Bill 

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McAllister ain't nowhere! when Windy leads the show 
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I've seen 'em both in harness, an' so I sorter know 
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Oh, Bill, I sha'n't forget yer, and I'll oftentimes recall 
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That lively-gaited sworray, "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball" 

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Oh, Bill, I sha'n't forget yer, and I'll oftentimes recall 
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That lively-gaited sworray, "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball" 

Outro: Ab C#  

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