Tablature the bull rider - Chris LeDoux

          



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  Date: 1/8/98; 12:24:10 AM

  From: cowboy@laughlin.net (Ken Bennett)

  Subject: "The Bullrider" by "Chris LeDoux"

  

  THE BULL RIDER

  by CHRIS LeDOUX

  Transcribed by Ken Bennett

  

  This is my version of the "Bullrider" from the album Songs of Rodeo

  Life" I think Chris originally did it in Eb but I found it was easier to

  play in C. He also used a lot of up-strokes and if played right they

  really make a difference.

  

  C                               F

  I was sittin' in a bar room one rainy afternoon

          C                         F

  Tellin' stories about a rodeo and listenin' to a tune

      C                             F

  The rodeo starts tomorrow in this one horse town

     G7                      F               C

  So Bill took our names and put our entries down

  C                              F

  I went to the rodeo office the next day to see

       C                           F

  What bareback horse I had and to pay my fees

    C                             F

  I looked across the list but my name wasn't to be found

    G7                              F             C

  I thought Bill just might have forgot to put me down

  C                               F

  I looked across the board and I happened to find

     C                                     F

  My name was on another list I was in the bull ridin'

     C                           F

  My knees began to knock and my face began to sweat

        G7                       F            C

  And I heaved and gagged on the rodeo office step

  C                          F

  Well I may be a fool but a coward I'm not

       C                                  F

  So I borrowed myself a bull rope with a bell in the knot

    C                                 F

  I walked into the arena with them other bull ridin' fools

    G7                         F                C

  I walked down the chutes and finally found my bull

  C                         F

  Then I put my rope in the middle of his back

      C               F

  And had some cowboy pull up the slack

         C                          F

  Then I wrapped the tail around my hand and back

           G7                         F            C

  And said boys open that gate just a little bitty crack

  C                          F

  Well the bull hit the gate with his head

              C                          F

  And I could see over his hump that his eyes were red

     C                              F

  He bailed out of there with a big snort and beller

      G7                  F             C

  And something inside me told me I was yeller

  C                                     F

  Well the dust and hair and flies from off of his hump

      C                     F

  Did wisk to my nose as he made another jump

          C                   F

  And the stink of it all was more than I could stand

       G7                 F            C

  So I jerked my wrap and opened up my hand

  C                                     F

  Well he jumped in the air and he made one more turn

             C                            F

  And as the rope slid through my hand it sure did burn

     C                   F

  He flung me down in a great big heap

       G7                        F      C

  Then right in the middle of me he did leap

  no chord    C(single strum)       F(single strum)

  With his feet in my belly a standin' in place

       C(single strum)               F(single strum)

  That dirty filthy old bull blew snot in my face

          C                        F

  So them damned old bulls you can run'em in a chute

      C                      F

  And put your ropes on them big galloots

          C                                     F

  But the closest you're gonna find me to their stinkin' hair

        G7                       F            C

  Is to help some other fool get flung in the air 


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 The bull rider, de Chris ledoux 

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