Little joe Chords

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[Verse 1]
[D]Lit[A]tle[D][Bm]
[D]Joe [A]the
[D]Wrangler will [G]wrangle never[D]more
His days [A]with the
[D]Roundup they are [A]o 'er
Was a [D]year ago last
April when he [G]rode into our [D]camp
Just a little
Texas stray [A]and nothing more
[D]Was[A] lat[D]e in the evening when
he [G]rode into
to our [D]camp on a little
Texas pony he called
[A]Joe.
With his [D]broken shoes [A]and [D]overalls,
a [G]tougher looking kid [D]you [A]nev[D]
er in your [A]lives before did [D]so.
His [G]saddle was a
Texas type built [D]many years [A]ago,
[D]an
OK spur on one foot lightly [A]swung.
With his [D]bag rolling up,
cotton sack too [G]loosely tied behind,
[D]An [A]d a [D]canteen from his
[A]saddle horn was [D]slung
He said he [A]had to [D]leave his
home, his [G]pa had married twice
[D]His new ma hooked him every day or [A]two
So he [D]saddled [A]up old
[D]John one night and [G]lit a chuck away
[D]He [A]sai[D]d he'd try to
[A]paddle his own ca[D]noe
He [G]said if we would give him work he'd
[D]do the best he could
Though he didn't know straight
up about a [A]cow
So the [D]bossy cut him out of
bound and [G]kindly took him [D]on
He's sorta like this [A]little kid some[D]how
He learned to [A]wrangle horses [D]and
[G]learned to know them [D]all
And get them in a daybreak if he [A]could
And to [D]trail [A]the old chuck [D]wagon and
[G]al ways hitch the [D]team
And helped the cook each [A]evening,
[D]Russell
Wood
We had [G]hardly reached the
Paithos
And the [D]weather, it was fine
We [A]were [D]camped out on the
south side in a [A]draw
When an [D]or der come in blowin'
And we [G]doubled up our [D]guards
[A]It took [D]every one of [A]us to hold them [D]in
Little
[A]Joe, the [D]wrangler,
was [G]called out with the [D]rest
[A]Scarcely [D]had the little fella
reached the [A]herd
When the [D]cattle [A]they stam
[D]peded like a [G]hailstorm they fled
[D]And everyone was [A]ridin' for the [D]lead
Amid [G]the streaks of lightning there
was [D]one horse [A]up ahead
[D]He was tryin' to check the
leaders in their [A]speed
It was
[D]Little
Joe the
Wrangler with a [G]slipper o 'er his [D]head
He was ridin' on the [A]rocket in the [D]lead
At last we [A]got them [D]millin'
And [G]kinda quieted [D]down
An[A]d the e[D]xtra guards back
to the wagon [A]went
But [D]there was one a -missin'
We could [G]see it at a [D]glance
Was our little
Texas stray [A]boy
Wrangler
[D]Joe
Next [G]morning, just at daybreak
We found [D]where
Rocket fell
Down in a washout twenty feet below
[A]Beneath his[D] hor[A]se his lif[D]e was gone
His [G]forehead rugged stale
[D]Was our little
Texas [A]stray boy
Wran[Bm]gler[A]
[D]Joe[G]