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Claude Dallas

Ian Tyson
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 1.In  a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery
 Where  rivers run and disappear And the Mustang still  lives free
 By  the Devil?s wash and the coyote hole In the wild Owyee Range
 
 Somewhere  in the sage tonight The wind calls out his name Aye Aye Aye
 2.Come  gather round me buckaroos And a story I will tell
 ?Bout  the fugitive Claude Dallas Who just broke  out of jail
 You  might think this tale is history From before the West was won
 But  the events that I?ll describe took place in 1981
 3.  He was born out in Virginia Left home when school was through
 In  the deserts of Nevada He became  a buckaroo
 He  learned the ways of cattle He learned to sit a horse
 And  he always packed a pistol And he practiced deadly  force
 Then  Claude he became a trapper He dreamed of the bygone  days
 He  studied bobcat logic In the wild and silent  ways
 In  the bloody runs near paradise In the monitors down south
 
 Trapping  cats and coyotes Living hand and mouth Aye Aye Aye

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Readable chord sheet for Claude Dallas by Ian Tyson

[Am]    [G]     [Dm]     [F]

1[Am].In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern Mystery      [G]

W[Dm]here rivers run and disappear  And the Mustang still[F] lives free

B[Am]y the Devil?s wash and the coyote hole  In the wild Owyee Rang[G]e

 [Dm]                                            [F]

S[Am]omewhere in the sage tonight  The wind calls out his name Aye Aye Aye

2[G].Come gather round me buckaroos  And a story I will tell

?[Dm]Bout the fugitive Claude Dallas  Who just b[Am]roke out of jail

Y[G]ou might think this tale is history  From before the West was won

B[Dm]ut the events that I?ll describe took place in 1981     [Am]

3[G]. He was born out in Virginia  Left home when school was through

I[Dm]n the deserts of Nevada  He beca[Am]me a buckaroo

H[G]e learned the ways of cattle  He learned to sit a horse

A[Dm]nd he always packed a pistol  And he practiced [Am]deadly force

T[C]hen Claude he became a trapper  He dreamed of the by[G]gone days

H[Dm]e studied bobcat logic  In the wild and s[F]ilent ways

I[C]n the bloody runs near paradise  In the monitors down [G]south

 [Dm]                                         [F]

T[Am]rapping cats and coyotes  Living hand and mouth Aye Aye Aye

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