Chords for Steve Fromholz - Man In The Big Hat
Tempo:
92.3 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
C
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I am Stephen Framholtz, Larry Nye on my right, playing the fancy guitar.
[N] Archibald Fletcher Clark III on my left.
[E] Here's [G] a song that I [D] wrote [A] originally in Arizona back in 1968.
[G] I was only three at the time and [E] you heard that before, huh?
[Em] I was bellhopping a hotel called the [E] Carefree Inn and living in a little town called Cave Creek, Arizona.
Just north of Phoenix and Scottsdale in that area, lovely part of the desert.
And there's a bar there called Harold's Cave Creek Corral where I met this old man, old stove-up cow hand, hard rock miner.
[G]
Song called [D] The Man with the Big Hat.
Jerry Jeff [B] Walker has it on his brand new CD.
In duet with our good friend Willie Nelson.
So run out and buy that first thing tomorrow morning.
Thanks a lot.
[E]
[Am] [A] [G] In a little bar in Texas on a [Bm] sultry summer day
There was a [Am] cowboy coming off the road [D] just a past the time of day
[G] And he pulled his stool to the bar and he pushed [Bm] his hat back on his head
[Am] And I listened to the stories told [D] to the words the cowboy said
[G] And he said, I can tell you stories about the [F] Indians on the plain
Talk about Wells Fargo and the coming of [D] the train
[G] Talk about the slaughter [F] of the buffalo that roamed
[C] Sing a song of settlers [A] out looking for a home
[D] [G] And the man with the big hat is buying
Drink up while the [D] drinking is free
[C] Drink up to the cowboy as a dead [G] or a dying
[A] Drink to my [A] compadres and [G] me
Drink to my compadres and me
Well his shirt was brown and faded and [Bm] his hat was white and black
And the [Am] pants that once were blue were gray [D] and had a pocket gone in back
And he [G] had a finger missing [Bm] from the hand that rolled the smoke
While he [Am] smiled and talked to cowboys [D] but you knew it were [E] no joking
He said, [G] I seen a day so hot your [C] pony could not stand
If your water bag was [Bm] dry don't you count upon [D] the land
[G] And winters, I seen winters when your [F] boots froze in the snow
[C] And your only thought was [G] leaving but you [A] had no place to [A] go
[G] And the man [C] with the big hat [G] is buying
Drink up while the drinking [D] is free
Drink up [F] to the cowboy [A] as a dead [G] or a dying
Drink to [A] my compadres and me
[A] Drink to my [G] compadres and me
He rested easy at the bar, [Bm] his foot upon the rail
[Am] Laughed and talked the times he'd had [A] out living [D] on the trail
And [G] the silence never broken as the [Bm] words poured from his lips
Just [A] as quiet as the .45
that he [D] carried on his hip
And he said, [G] I rode the cattle drives from [F] here to San Antonio
[C] Ten days in the [G] saddle and [A] weary to the bone
And I rode from here to [F] Wichita without a [C] woman's smile
And the campfire where I [G] cooked my beans was [A] the only light for [D] a mile
And the man [D] with the big hat [G] is buying
Drink up [C] while the drinking [D] is free
Drink [C] up to the cowboy [A] as a dead or [G] a dying
Drink to my [Am] compadres [G] and me
Drink to my [A] compadres [G] and me
He rode one more cigarette, walked out [Bm] toward those swinging doors
I [Am] could hear his furs a-jingling, I see his [D] blue heels hit the floor
And [G] he loosened up his belt a notch and he pulled his hat [Bm] down on his head
Turned to [Am] say goodbye to me, this is what he said
[D] The high [G] lines chased the highway and the [F] fences closed the range
To see a working cowboy [A] is a sight that's mighty [E] strange
And [G] the cowboy's life is lonely, [F] he didn't like what was not the best
[C] If it hadn't been [G] for men like me, [E] wouldn't have been no Wild Wild [Am] West
And the [C] man with the big [G] hat is buying
Drink up while the drinking [D] is free
[C] Drink up to the [A] cowboy as a dead [G] or a dying
[D] Drink to my [G] compadres and me
[A] Drink to my [G] compadres and me
[D] Drink to [A] my [G] compadres and me
[Gm] [N]
Larry Nye, Clifton Clark, I'm Steve Bromholz, thank you Texas Commission.
[N] Archibald Fletcher Clark III on my left.
[E] Here's [G] a song that I [D] wrote [A] originally in Arizona back in 1968.
[G] I was only three at the time and [E] you heard that before, huh?
[Em] I was bellhopping a hotel called the [E] Carefree Inn and living in a little town called Cave Creek, Arizona.
Just north of Phoenix and Scottsdale in that area, lovely part of the desert.
And there's a bar there called Harold's Cave Creek Corral where I met this old man, old stove-up cow hand, hard rock miner.
[G]
Song called [D] The Man with the Big Hat.
Jerry Jeff [B] Walker has it on his brand new CD.
In duet with our good friend Willie Nelson.
So run out and buy that first thing tomorrow morning.
Thanks a lot.
[E]
[Am] [A] [G] In a little bar in Texas on a [Bm] sultry summer day
There was a [Am] cowboy coming off the road [D] just a past the time of day
[G] And he pulled his stool to the bar and he pushed [Bm] his hat back on his head
[Am] And I listened to the stories told [D] to the words the cowboy said
[G] And he said, I can tell you stories about the [F] Indians on the plain
Talk about Wells Fargo and the coming of [D] the train
[G] Talk about the slaughter [F] of the buffalo that roamed
[C] Sing a song of settlers [A] out looking for a home
[D] [G] And the man with the big hat is buying
Drink up while the [D] drinking is free
[C] Drink up to the cowboy as a dead [G] or a dying
[A] Drink to my [A] compadres and [G] me
Drink to my compadres and me
Well his shirt was brown and faded and [Bm] his hat was white and black
And the [Am] pants that once were blue were gray [D] and had a pocket gone in back
And he [G] had a finger missing [Bm] from the hand that rolled the smoke
While he [Am] smiled and talked to cowboys [D] but you knew it were [E] no joking
He said, [G] I seen a day so hot your [C] pony could not stand
If your water bag was [Bm] dry don't you count upon [D] the land
[G] And winters, I seen winters when your [F] boots froze in the snow
[C] And your only thought was [G] leaving but you [A] had no place to [A] go
[G] And the man [C] with the big hat [G] is buying
Drink up while the drinking [D] is free
Drink up [F] to the cowboy [A] as a dead [G] or a dying
Drink to [A] my compadres and me
[A] Drink to my [G] compadres and me
He rested easy at the bar, [Bm] his foot upon the rail
[Am] Laughed and talked the times he'd had [A] out living [D] on the trail
And [G] the silence never broken as the [Bm] words poured from his lips
Just [A] as quiet as the .45
that he [D] carried on his hip
And he said, [G] I rode the cattle drives from [F] here to San Antonio
[C] Ten days in the [G] saddle and [A] weary to the bone
And I rode from here to [F] Wichita without a [C] woman's smile
And the campfire where I [G] cooked my beans was [A] the only light for [D] a mile
And the man [D] with the big hat [G] is buying
Drink up [C] while the drinking [D] is free
Drink [C] up to the cowboy [A] as a dead or [G] a dying
Drink to my [Am] compadres [G] and me
Drink to my [A] compadres [G] and me
He rode one more cigarette, walked out [Bm] toward those swinging doors
I [Am] could hear his furs a-jingling, I see his [D] blue heels hit the floor
And [G] he loosened up his belt a notch and he pulled his hat [Bm] down on his head
Turned to [Am] say goodbye to me, this is what he said
[D] The high [G] lines chased the highway and the [F] fences closed the range
To see a working cowboy [A] is a sight that's mighty [E] strange
And [G] the cowboy's life is lonely, [F] he didn't like what was not the best
[C] If it hadn't been [G] for men like me, [E] wouldn't have been no Wild Wild [Am] West
And the [C] man with the big [G] hat is buying
Drink up while the drinking [D] is free
[C] Drink up to the [A] cowboy as a dead [G] or a dying
[D] Drink to my [G] compadres and me
[A] Drink to my [G] compadres and me
[D] Drink to [A] my [G] compadres and me
[Gm] [N]
Larry Nye, Clifton Clark, I'm Steve Bromholz, thank you Texas Commission.
Key:
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_ I am Stephen Framholtz, Larry Nye on my right, playing the fancy guitar.
_ [N] _ _ _ Archibald Fletcher Clark III on my left.
_ _ [E] _ Here's [G] a song that I [D] wrote [A] originally in Arizona back in 1968.
[G] I was only three at the time and _ [E] you heard that before, huh?
[Em] I was bellhopping a hotel called the [E] Carefree Inn and living in a little town called Cave Creek, Arizona.
Just north of Phoenix and Scottsdale in that area, lovely part of the desert.
And there's a bar there called Harold's Cave Creek Corral where I met this old man, old stove-up cow hand, hard rock miner.
[G] _
Song called [D] The Man with the Big Hat.
Jerry Jeff [B] Walker has it on his brand new CD. _
In duet with our good friend Willie Nelson.
So run out and buy that first thing tomorrow morning.
Thanks a lot.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [G] In a little bar in Texas on a [Bm] sultry summer day
There was a [Am] cowboy coming off the road [D] just a past the time of day
[G] And he pulled his stool to the bar and he pushed [Bm] his hat back on his head
[Am] And I listened to the stories told [D] to the words the cowboy said
[G] And he said, I can tell you stories about the [F] Indians on the plain
_ Talk about Wells Fargo and the coming of [D] the train
[G] Talk about the slaughter [F] of the buffalo that roamed
[C] Sing a song of settlers [A] out looking for a home
[D] _ [G] And the man with the big hat is buying _
Drink up while the [D] drinking is free _
[C] Drink up to the cowboy as a dead [G] or a dying
_ [A] Drink to my [A] compadres and [G] me _
Drink to my compadres and me
Well his shirt was brown and faded and [Bm] his hat was white and black
And the [Am] pants that once were blue were gray [D] and had a pocket gone in back
And he [G] had a finger missing [Bm] from the hand that rolled the smoke
While he [Am] smiled and talked to cowboys [D] but you knew it were [E] no joking
He said, [G] I seen a day so hot your [C] pony could not stand
If your water bag was [Bm] dry don't you count upon [D] the land
[G] And winters, I seen winters when your [F] boots froze in the snow
[C] And your only thought was [G] leaving but you [A] had no place to [A] go
[G] And the man [C] with the big hat [G] is buying
_ Drink up while the drinking [D] is free
_ Drink up [F] to the cowboy [A] as a dead [G] or a dying
_ Drink to [A] my compadres and me
_ [A] Drink to my [G] compadres and me
He rested easy at the bar, [Bm] his foot upon the rail
[Am] Laughed and talked the times he'd had [A] out living [D] on the trail
And [G] the silence never broken as the [Bm] words poured from his lips
Just [A] as quiet as the .45
that he [D] carried on his hip
And he said, [G] I rode the cattle drives from [F] here to San Antonio
[C] Ten days in the [G] saddle and [A] weary to the bone
And I rode from here to [F] Wichita without a [C] woman's smile
And the campfire where I [G] cooked my beans was [A] the only light for [D] a mile
_ And the man [D] with the big hat [G] is buying
_ Drink up [C] while the drinking [D] is free
Drink [C] up to the cowboy [A] as a dead or [G] a dying
_ Drink to my [Am] compadres [G] and me _
Drink to my [A] compadres [G] and me
He rode one more cigarette, walked out [Bm] toward those swinging doors
I [Am] could hear his furs a-jingling, I see his [D] blue heels hit the floor
And [G] he loosened up his belt a notch and he pulled his hat [Bm] down on his head
Turned to [Am] say goodbye to me, this is what he said
[D] _ The high [G] lines chased the highway and the [F] fences closed the range
To see a working cowboy [A] is a sight that's mighty [E] strange
And [G] the cowboy's life is lonely, [F] he didn't like what was not the best
[C] If it hadn't been [G] for men like me, [E] wouldn't have been no Wild Wild [Am] West
And the [C] man with the big [G] hat is buying _
Drink up while the drinking [D] is free
[C] Drink up to the [A] cowboy as a dead [G] or a dying _
[D] Drink to my [G] compadres and me _
[A] Drink to my [G] compadres and me
_ [D] Drink to [A] my [G] compadres and me _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [N] _ _
Larry Nye, Clifton Clark, I'm Steve Bromholz, thank you Texas Commission. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ Archibald Fletcher Clark III on my left.
_ _ [E] _ Here's [G] a song that I [D] wrote [A] originally in Arizona back in 1968.
[G] I was only three at the time and _ [E] you heard that before, huh?
[Em] I was bellhopping a hotel called the [E] Carefree Inn and living in a little town called Cave Creek, Arizona.
Just north of Phoenix and Scottsdale in that area, lovely part of the desert.
And there's a bar there called Harold's Cave Creek Corral where I met this old man, old stove-up cow hand, hard rock miner.
[G] _
Song called [D] The Man with the Big Hat.
Jerry Jeff [B] Walker has it on his brand new CD. _
In duet with our good friend Willie Nelson.
So run out and buy that first thing tomorrow morning.
Thanks a lot.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [G] In a little bar in Texas on a [Bm] sultry summer day
There was a [Am] cowboy coming off the road [D] just a past the time of day
[G] And he pulled his stool to the bar and he pushed [Bm] his hat back on his head
[Am] And I listened to the stories told [D] to the words the cowboy said
[G] And he said, I can tell you stories about the [F] Indians on the plain
_ Talk about Wells Fargo and the coming of [D] the train
[G] Talk about the slaughter [F] of the buffalo that roamed
[C] Sing a song of settlers [A] out looking for a home
[D] _ [G] And the man with the big hat is buying _
Drink up while the [D] drinking is free _
[C] Drink up to the cowboy as a dead [G] or a dying
_ [A] Drink to my [A] compadres and [G] me _
Drink to my compadres and me
Well his shirt was brown and faded and [Bm] his hat was white and black
And the [Am] pants that once were blue were gray [D] and had a pocket gone in back
And he [G] had a finger missing [Bm] from the hand that rolled the smoke
While he [Am] smiled and talked to cowboys [D] but you knew it were [E] no joking
He said, [G] I seen a day so hot your [C] pony could not stand
If your water bag was [Bm] dry don't you count upon [D] the land
[G] And winters, I seen winters when your [F] boots froze in the snow
[C] And your only thought was [G] leaving but you [A] had no place to [A] go
[G] And the man [C] with the big hat [G] is buying
_ Drink up while the drinking [D] is free
_ Drink up [F] to the cowboy [A] as a dead [G] or a dying
_ Drink to [A] my compadres and me
_ [A] Drink to my [G] compadres and me
He rested easy at the bar, [Bm] his foot upon the rail
[Am] Laughed and talked the times he'd had [A] out living [D] on the trail
And [G] the silence never broken as the [Bm] words poured from his lips
Just [A] as quiet as the .45
that he [D] carried on his hip
And he said, [G] I rode the cattle drives from [F] here to San Antonio
[C] Ten days in the [G] saddle and [A] weary to the bone
And I rode from here to [F] Wichita without a [C] woman's smile
And the campfire where I [G] cooked my beans was [A] the only light for [D] a mile
_ And the man [D] with the big hat [G] is buying
_ Drink up [C] while the drinking [D] is free
Drink [C] up to the cowboy [A] as a dead or [G] a dying
_ Drink to my [Am] compadres [G] and me _
Drink to my [A] compadres [G] and me
He rode one more cigarette, walked out [Bm] toward those swinging doors
I [Am] could hear his furs a-jingling, I see his [D] blue heels hit the floor
And [G] he loosened up his belt a notch and he pulled his hat [Bm] down on his head
Turned to [Am] say goodbye to me, this is what he said
[D] _ The high [G] lines chased the highway and the [F] fences closed the range
To see a working cowboy [A] is a sight that's mighty [E] strange
And [G] the cowboy's life is lonely, [F] he didn't like what was not the best
[C] If it hadn't been [G] for men like me, [E] wouldn't have been no Wild Wild [Am] West
And the [C] man with the big [G] hat is buying _
Drink up while the drinking [D] is free
[C] Drink up to the [A] cowboy as a dead [G] or a dying _
[D] Drink to my [G] compadres and me _
[A] Drink to my [G] compadres and me
_ [D] Drink to [A] my [G] compadres and me _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ [N] _ _
Larry Nye, Clifton Clark, I'm Steve Bromholz, thank you Texas Commission. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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