Dust On My Saddle Chords & Lyrics - Seals And Crofts
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INTRO: [A]
[CHORUS]
Dust on my saddle, [Bm]mud on my boots
A [E]couple of empty saddle bags, except for two old [A]suits
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm]worried as can be
Last [E]night I saw a poster and they're still after [A]me [F#]
They claim we were in Clinton, last [Abm]year in the month of June
They [Db]said on the night of the 17th, in Katy's old s[F#]aloon
A man was shot in cold blood, in a [Abm]friendly poker game
I d[Db]on't know how it happened, but somehow I got the [F#]blame
[CHORUS]
Dust on my saddle, [Bm]mud on my boots
A [E]couple of empty saddle bags, except for two old [A]suits
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm]worried as can be
Last [E]night I saw a poster and they're still after [A]me [F#]
Well, I've worked up in the gold mines and I've [Abm]logged up in the hills
Come [Db]Spring, I'd drive the herds up, come Fall, I'd work the [F#]mills
Well, I've done most every kind of work, from [Abm]letter A to Z
I [Db]guess I'll be a-riding now, the past is chasing [F#]me
[CHORUS]
Dust on my saddle, [Bm]mud on my boots
A [E]couple of empty saddle bags, except for two old [A]suits
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm]worried as can be
Last [E]night I saw a poster and they're still after [A]me [F#]
Six years now since that fateful day. my [Abm]riding days have ceased
Well I'm [Db]hiding out in Kansas, they think I am a [F#]priest
I'm carrying a Bible in[Abm]stead of a forty-five
Re[Db]membering that poster saying, "Dead[F#] or Alive"
Sunday sermon's over, I look [Abm]out towards the bar
[Db]Several men are coming, one has on a [F#]star
Well, I guess this time they caught me, [Abm]running ain't no use
This [Db]robe will never stop them, they think they know the [F#]truth
But now the star is speaking, he [Abm]says that I am free
These [Db]years I spent a-running, they didn't have to [F#]be
Well, they caught their man six years ago, right [Abm]after I left town
My [Db]riding days are over now and I can settle [F#]down
[CHORUS]
[A]Dust on my saddle, [Bm]mud on my boots
A [E]couple of empty saddle bags, except for two old [A]suits
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm]worried as can be
Last [E]night I saw a poster and they're still after [A]me
[CHORUS]
Dust on my saddle, [Bm]mud on my boots
A [E]couple of empty saddle bags, except for two old [A]suits
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm]lonely as can be
I'm [E]bound for Carolina,N.C.
and my fami[A]ly
[CHORUS]
Dust on my saddle, [Bm]mud on my boots
A [E]couple of empty saddle bags, except for two old [A]suits
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm]worried as can be
Last [E]night I saw a poster and they're still after [A]me [F#]
They claim we were in Clinton, last [Abm]year in the month of June
They [Db]said on the night of the 17th, in Katy's old s[F#]aloon
A man was shot in cold blood, in a [Abm]friendly poker game
I d[Db]on't know how it happened, but somehow I got the [F#]blame
[CHORUS]
Dust on my saddle, [Bm]mud on my boots
A [E]couple of empty saddle bags, except for two old [A]suits
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm]worried as can be
Last [E]night I saw a poster and they're still after [A]me [F#]
Well, I've worked up in the gold mines and I've [Abm]logged up in the hills
Come [Db]Spring, I'd drive the herds up, come Fall, I'd work the [F#]mills
Well, I've done most every kind of work, from [Abm]letter A to Z
I [Db]guess I'll be a-riding now, the past is chasing [F#]me
[CHORUS]
Dust on my saddle, [Bm]mud on my boots
A [E]couple of empty saddle bags, except for two old [A]suits
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm]worried as can be
Last [E]night I saw a poster and they're still after [A]me [F#]
Six years now since that fateful day. my [Abm]riding days have ceased
Well I'm [Db]hiding out in Kansas, they think I am a [F#]priest
I'm carrying a Bible in[Abm]stead of a forty-five
Re[Db]membering that poster saying, "Dead[F#] or Alive"
Sunday sermon's over, I look [Abm]out towards the bar
[Db]Several men are coming, one has on a [F#]star
Well, I guess this time they caught me, [Abm]running ain't no use
This [Db]robe will never stop them, they think they know the [F#]truth
But now the star is speaking, he [Abm]says that I am free
These [Db]years I spent a-running, they didn't have to [F#]be
Well, they caught their man six years ago, right [Abm]after I left town
My [Db]riding days are over now and I can settle [F#]down
[CHORUS]
[A]Dust on my saddle, [Bm]mud on my boots
A [E]couple of empty saddle bags, except for two old [A]suits
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm]worried as can be
Last [E]night I saw a poster and they're still after [A]me
[CHORUS]
Dust on my saddle, [Bm]mud on my boots
A [E]couple of empty saddle bags, except for two old [A]suits
I'm tired and I'm hungry, [Bm]lonely as can be
I'm [E]bound for Carolina,N.C.
and my fami[A]ly
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