Chords for The Wagon Tongue
Tempo:
99.65 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
Bm
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [Bm]
[E]
I hired out to Colonel's Slotter, driving Steers to Abilene,
Green and wet behind the ears, a kid of seventeen.
[A] Though I was raised in Texas, I [D] was not a seasoned [A] hand,
So I got the job of poodlin', [E] the Coosie's right [A]-hand man.
On the Ono, West Dakota, all [D] you see is [A] endless plain,
You dread the sound of thunder, there's no shelter [E] from the rain.
[F#] [A] Now Coosie did a strange thing [D] when the evening meal [A] was done,
He'd wait until the stars come out [E] and move the [A] wagon tongue.
He said, son, there ain't no landmarks on [D] this wide and [A] rolling plain,
Ain't no trees or mountains, so each day it [E] looks the same,
But [A] you'll never lose direction and [D] you'll notice where [B] you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point the wagon [D] tongue [A] toward the old North Star.
Then out beyond the Cimarron, [D] one cold and [A] stormy night,
I watched the cattle stampede in the lightning's [E] eerie light.
[F#] [A] Took several days to round them up, [D] get them settled [A] down,
We followed with the wagon through [E] the soft and muddy [A] ground.
As we pushed the herd across the plain, [D] we had no [A] way to know
That we had drifted way off course toward New [E] Mexico.
[A] And then the night the stars came out, [D] his theory stood [A] the test,
Abilene's up north of us, [E] but we were headed [A] west.
He said, son, there ain't no landmarks on [D] this wide and [A] rolling plain,
Ain't no trees or mountains, so each day it [E] looks the same,
But [A] you'll never lose direction and [D] you'll notice where you are,
You'll always [E] point the wagon tongue toward the old North [A] Star.
My life has been a fullwood, [D] my hair is [A] turning gray,
And I've seen a lot of sunshine, but I've seen some [E] cloudy days.
[A] For a while I wandered aimlessly, [D] and I still [A] wear the scars,
When I didn't point my wagon [E] tongue toward that old North Star.
Cause life is like a grassy [D] sea, the trail ain't [A] always plain,
One may lead to pleasure and another [E] lead to pain,
[A] But you'll never lose direction [D] and you'll notice [Bm] where you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point your wagon [D] tongue toward the [E] old North Star.
[A] No, you'll never lose direction [Bm] and you'll notice where you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point your wagon tongue toward your [A] own North Star.
[D]
[E] [D] [E]
[E]
I hired out to Colonel's Slotter, driving Steers to Abilene,
Green and wet behind the ears, a kid of seventeen.
[A] Though I was raised in Texas, I [D] was not a seasoned [A] hand,
So I got the job of poodlin', [E] the Coosie's right [A]-hand man.
On the Ono, West Dakota, all [D] you see is [A] endless plain,
You dread the sound of thunder, there's no shelter [E] from the rain.
[F#] [A] Now Coosie did a strange thing [D] when the evening meal [A] was done,
He'd wait until the stars come out [E] and move the [A] wagon tongue.
He said, son, there ain't no landmarks on [D] this wide and [A] rolling plain,
Ain't no trees or mountains, so each day it [E] looks the same,
But [A] you'll never lose direction and [D] you'll notice where [B] you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point the wagon [D] tongue [A] toward the old North Star.
Then out beyond the Cimarron, [D] one cold and [A] stormy night,
I watched the cattle stampede in the lightning's [E] eerie light.
[F#] [A] Took several days to round them up, [D] get them settled [A] down,
We followed with the wagon through [E] the soft and muddy [A] ground.
As we pushed the herd across the plain, [D] we had no [A] way to know
That we had drifted way off course toward New [E] Mexico.
[A] And then the night the stars came out, [D] his theory stood [A] the test,
Abilene's up north of us, [E] but we were headed [A] west.
He said, son, there ain't no landmarks on [D] this wide and [A] rolling plain,
Ain't no trees or mountains, so each day it [E] looks the same,
But [A] you'll never lose direction and [D] you'll notice where you are,
You'll always [E] point the wagon tongue toward the old North [A] Star.
My life has been a fullwood, [D] my hair is [A] turning gray,
And I've seen a lot of sunshine, but I've seen some [E] cloudy days.
[A] For a while I wandered aimlessly, [D] and I still [A] wear the scars,
When I didn't point my wagon [E] tongue toward that old North Star.
Cause life is like a grassy [D] sea, the trail ain't [A] always plain,
One may lead to pleasure and another [E] lead to pain,
[A] But you'll never lose direction [D] and you'll notice [Bm] where you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point your wagon [D] tongue toward the [E] old North Star.
[A] No, you'll never lose direction [Bm] and you'll notice where you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point your wagon tongue toward your [A] own North Star.
[D]
[E] [D] [E]
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I hired out to Colonel's Slotter, driving Steers to Abilene,
Green and wet behind the ears, a kid of seventeen. _
_ [A] Though I was raised in Texas, I [D] was not a seasoned [A] hand,
So I got the job of poodlin', [E] the Coosie's right [A]-hand man. _
_ On the Ono, West Dakota, all [D] you see is [A] endless plain,
You dread the sound of thunder, there's no shelter [E] from the rain.
[F#] _ [A] Now Coosie did a strange thing [D] when the evening meal [A] was done,
He'd wait until the stars come out [E] and move the [A] wagon tongue.
He said, son, there ain't no landmarks on [D] this wide and [A] rolling plain,
Ain't no trees or mountains, so each day it [E] looks the same,
But [A] you'll never lose direction and [D] you'll notice where [B] you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point the wagon [D] tongue [A] toward the old North Star.
_ Then out beyond the Cimarron, [D] one cold and [A] stormy night,
I watched the cattle stampede in the lightning's [E] eerie light. _
[F#] _ [A] Took several days to round them up, [D] get them settled [A] down,
We followed with the wagon through [E] the soft and muddy [A] ground. _
As we pushed the herd across the plain, [D] we had no [A] way to know
That we had drifted way off course toward New [E] Mexico. _
_ [A] And then the night the stars came out, [D] his theory stood [A] the test, _ _
Abilene's up north of us, [E] but we were headed [A] west.
He said, son, there ain't no landmarks on [D] this wide and [A] rolling plain,
Ain't no trees or mountains, so each day it [E] looks the same,
But [A] you'll never lose direction and [D] you'll notice where you are,
You'll always [E] point the wagon tongue toward the old North [A] Star.
_ My life has been a fullwood, [D] my hair is [A] turning gray,
And I've seen a lot of sunshine, but I've seen some [E] cloudy days.
_ [A] For a while I wandered aimlessly, [D] and I still [A] wear the scars,
When I didn't point my wagon [E] tongue toward that old North Star.
_ Cause life is like a grassy [D] sea, the trail ain't [A] always plain,
One may lead to pleasure and another [E] lead to pain,
_ [A] But you'll never lose direction [D] and you'll notice [Bm] where you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point your wagon [D] tongue toward the [E] old North Star.
[A] _ No, you'll never lose direction [Bm] and you'll notice where you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point your wagon tongue toward your [A] own North Star. _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [D] _ [E] _ _ _
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I hired out to Colonel's Slotter, driving Steers to Abilene,
Green and wet behind the ears, a kid of seventeen. _
_ [A] Though I was raised in Texas, I [D] was not a seasoned [A] hand,
So I got the job of poodlin', [E] the Coosie's right [A]-hand man. _
_ On the Ono, West Dakota, all [D] you see is [A] endless plain,
You dread the sound of thunder, there's no shelter [E] from the rain.
[F#] _ [A] Now Coosie did a strange thing [D] when the evening meal [A] was done,
He'd wait until the stars come out [E] and move the [A] wagon tongue.
He said, son, there ain't no landmarks on [D] this wide and [A] rolling plain,
Ain't no trees or mountains, so each day it [E] looks the same,
But [A] you'll never lose direction and [D] you'll notice where [B] you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point the wagon [D] tongue [A] toward the old North Star.
_ Then out beyond the Cimarron, [D] one cold and [A] stormy night,
I watched the cattle stampede in the lightning's [E] eerie light. _
[F#] _ [A] Took several days to round them up, [D] get them settled [A] down,
We followed with the wagon through [E] the soft and muddy [A] ground. _
As we pushed the herd across the plain, [D] we had no [A] way to know
That we had drifted way off course toward New [E] Mexico. _
_ [A] And then the night the stars came out, [D] his theory stood [A] the test, _ _
Abilene's up north of us, [E] but we were headed [A] west.
He said, son, there ain't no landmarks on [D] this wide and [A] rolling plain,
Ain't no trees or mountains, so each day it [E] looks the same,
But [A] you'll never lose direction and [D] you'll notice where you are,
You'll always [E] point the wagon tongue toward the old North [A] Star.
_ My life has been a fullwood, [D] my hair is [A] turning gray,
And I've seen a lot of sunshine, but I've seen some [E] cloudy days.
_ [A] For a while I wandered aimlessly, [D] and I still [A] wear the scars,
When I didn't point my wagon [E] tongue toward that old North Star.
_ Cause life is like a grassy [D] sea, the trail ain't [A] always plain,
One may lead to pleasure and another [E] lead to pain,
_ [A] But you'll never lose direction [D] and you'll notice [Bm] where you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point your wagon [D] tongue toward the [E] old North Star.
[A] _ No, you'll never lose direction [Bm] and you'll notice where you are,
[D] You'll always [E] point your wagon tongue toward your [A] own North Star. _ _ _ _ _
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