Chris LeDoux – Tie A Knot In The Devils Tail (Guitar)
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G D Way up high in the Sierra peaks where the yellow jack pines grow tall G Old Sandy Bob and Buster Jiggs had a roundup camp last fall G D Oh, they'd taken the horses and the runnin' irons and may be a dog or two G And they swore they'd brand all long ear calves that came within their view G D And any old doggie that flapped long ears and didn't brush up by day G Got his long ears whittled and his old hid scorched in a most artistic way D Now one fine day old Sandy Bob, he throwed his seago down G Well, I'm sick of the smell of this here burnin' hair and allows I'm a goin' to town D So they saddles up and they hits 'em a lope for it weren't no sign of a ride G And them was the days when a buckaroo could oil up his insides D Oh, they starts her off at Kentucky Bar at the head of a whiskey row G And they winds up down at the depot house some 40 drinks below D And then sets up and turns around and goes her the other way G And to tell you the godforsaken truth them boys got stewed that day D As they was a ridin' back to camp a packin' a pretty good load G Well, who should they meet but the devil himself a prancin' down the road D Says he you ornery cowboy skunks, you better hunt your holes G For I've come up from hells Rim Rock to gather in your souls D Says Sandy Bob old devil be damned we boys is kinda tight G And ya ain't gonna get no cowboy souls without one hell of a fight D So Sandy Bob punched a hole in his rope and he swang her straight and true G And he lapped it onto the devils' horns and he taken his dallies too D Now Buster Jiggs was a reata man with his gut line coiled up neat G So he shakes her out, and he built him a loop, and he lassoed up the devil's hind feet D Well, they stretched him out, and they tailed him down while the iron was gettin' hot G And they cropped and swallow forked both his ears, and they branded him up a lot D They pruned him up with a dehorning saw, and they knotted his tail for a joke G And then rode off and left him there neck to a blackjack oak D So if you're ever up high in the Sierra peaks,and you hear one hell of a wail G You'll know it's that devil a-bellerin' about them knots tied in his tail