Saddle Boy Chords by Slim Dusty

[A#] _ [A] _ _ [G] _ [C#] _ [D] _ _ _
Through the grey frosty dome, [G] every cold winter's moan,
Rode this [D] lad full of life and [A] joy. _
[D] Every day just the same, [G] down the roadway he came,
He [A] was known as their own saddle [D] boy.
In his youth, free from strife, he [G] was told from this life,
From [D] the sorrows of life's [A] highway. _
He [D] was needed above, [G] at the homestead of love,
[A] For the last final round [D] of some day.
_ [G] Now the sad willows wave [D] on a cold silent grave,
Where the tall grasses bend and [A] mow.
_ [C#] [D] And a jackass's love is the [G]
only epitaph,
Or the [A] grave of this brave [D] saddle boy.
_ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ [D] _ _
_ At the schoolhouse on the rise, [G] teacher always watched the skies,
For the [D] stone clouds [G] that [D] rose [A] like foam.
_ [B] [C] You've [D] a long way, he said, [Bm] so [G] you'd better go ahead,
[A] Saddle up, saddle boy, [D] ride for home.
_ He had ten miles to ride, [G] through the dark countryside,
As the [D] stone all [G] [D] around [A] raged.
_ [D] Just one freak left to cross, struck [G] by driftwood boy and horse,
Swept [A] away by the mad raging [D]
foam.
[G] And the lightning overhead [D] showed the last sandy bed,
Where the boy and the [A] pony lay.
_ [C#] [D] And old boundary rider [G] Troy was the one who found the boy,
[A] And who took the saddening [B] message [D] homely today.
_ [Bm] _ [A] _ [B] _ [G] _ [C#] _ [D] _ _
And [G] the old people say of [D] the long nights in May,
When the winds through the valley [A] roll,
_ [D] Pounding hoof beats resound [G] through the tall timberlands,
It's [A] their own saddle boy [C#m] [D] ride [G] home.
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _