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Strawberry Roan

Marty Robbins

Cifra: Principal (violão e guitarra)
Selo Cifra Club: esta cifra foi revisada para atender aos critérios oficiais da nossa Equipe de Qualidade.
tom: D
D                                  A7 
I was hangin' 'round town, just  spendin' my time 
                  D 
Out of a job, not earnin' a dime 
               D7        G 
A fellar steps up and he said, "I suppose - 
A7                               D 
You're a bronc fighter from the looks of your clothes." 
                             A7 
"You figures me right, I'm a good one." I claim; 
                            D 
"Do you happen to have any bad ones to tame?" 
                D7     G 
Said "He's got one, a bad one to buck 
   A7                                      D 
At throwin' good riders, he's had lots of luck." 
 
 
 
I gets all het up and I ask what he pays 
To ride this old nag for a couple of days 
He offered me ten; I said, "I'm your man, 
A bronc never lived that I couldn't fan." 
He said: "Get your saddle, I'll give you a chance" 
In his buckboard we hopped and he drives to the ranch 
I stayed 'til mornin' and right after chuck 
I stepped out to see if this outlaw can buck. 
 
 
Down in the horse corral standin' alone 
Is an old Caballo, a Strawberry Roan 
His legs are all spavined, he's got pigeon toes 
Little pig eyes and a big Roman nose 
Little pin ears that touched at the tip 
A big 44 brand was on his left hip 
U-necked and old, with a long, lower jaw 
I could see with one eye, he's a regular outlaw. 
 
 
I gets the blinds on 'im and it sure is a fright 
Next comes the saddle and I screws it down tight 
Then I steps on 'im and I raises the blinds 
Get outta the way boys, he's gonna unwind 
He sure is a broad walker, he heaves a big sigh 
He only likes wings, for to be on the fly 
He turns his old belly right up to the sun 
He sure is a sun-fishin', son-of-a-gun. 
 
 
He's about the worst bucker I've seen on the range 
He'll turn on a Nickel and give you some change 
He hits on all fours and goes up on high 
Leaves me a spinnin' up there in the sky 
I turns over twice and I comes back to earth 
I lights in a cussin' the day of his birth 
I know there are ponies that I cannot ride 
There's some of them left, they haven't all died. 
 
 
I'll bet all my money, the man ain't alive 
That'll stay with Old Strawberry 
When he makes his high dive
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