Don Edwards - Roundup In The Spring
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Band name | Don Edwards |
Song name | Roundup In The Spring |
Tab type | Guitar tab |
Added | 05/11/2008 |
Size | 1.73 kb |
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This song is credited with being written by Carl Copeland and Jack williams. It is performed by Don Edwards...A great cowboy singer (G) In the lobby of a big hotel in [C] Ney York town one [G] day Sat a bunch of fellows telling yarns to [A7] pass the time a[D]way They [G] told of places where they'd been and [C] different things they'd [G] seen [C] Some preferred Chi[G]cago town while [D7] others New [D] Orleans (Chorus) [G] I can [C] see the cattle grazing o'er the [G]hills at early morn I can [C] see the campfires smokin at the [G] breaking of the [D] dawn I can [G] hear the bronco's [G7] neighing I can [C] hear the cowboy sing I'd [G] like to be in Texas for the [D7] round-up in the [G] spring. (Verse 2) In a corner in an old armchair sat a man whose hair was gray He listened to them eagerly to what they had to say They asked him where he'd like to be his clear old voice did ring I'd like to be in Texas for the round-up in the spring (Chorus) (Verse 3) They sat and listened carefully to each word he had to say They knew the old man sitting there had been a top hand in his day They asked him for a story of his life out on the plains Slowly he removed his hat then quietly began. I've seen em stampede o'er the hills till you'd think they'd never stop I've seen em run for miles and miles until their leader dropped I was a foreman of a cow ranch the calling of a king I'd like to be in Texas for the round-up in the spring. (Chorus) (Final Verse) I'd like to sleep my last long sleep with mother earth for bed My saddle for a pillow, the bright stars overhead Then I could hear the last stampede, the songs of rivers sing Way back down in Texas for the round-up in the spring.