Bald Butte Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[C][F][C][G]
[C]

[Verse 1]
[C]Bald Butte, Bald Butte,
so lofty and so high
[F]Carry me to Bald Butte
Where the plains [C]wrap 'round the sky

[Verse 2]
[C]
You can dig a [G]hole on Bald
Butte [C]when I die

[Verse 3]
[C]
Henry was born on Bald Butte
A paint horse, he did ride
Well, he [F]roped him in Alberta
Broke him on the Montana [C]line

[Verse 4]
[C]
[G]Tore him a trail through the
Northwest countryside
[C]

[Verse 5]
Henry took to stealing
Robbing on the CP Rail
He got the [F]devil on his shoulders
And the law man on his [C]tail

[Verse 6]
[C]
You better [G]ride, Henry [Em]ride[G]
You ain't got no friends
to go your [C]bail

[Verse 7]
[C]
Well, he rode across the Grey Back camp
Up in Cypress Hills
They said they [F]left the US nation
On the day that Richmond [C]fell

[Verse 8]
[C]
They [G]whistled Dixie and set
him up [C]a still

[Verse 9]
[C]
Henry woke the next morn'
Like a corpse from the grave
Half- [F]blind and twice as haggard
He took a cast iron to [C]the brain

[Verse 10]
[C]
[G]They stole his horse and
the rifle that shared his [C]name

[Verse 11]
[C]
And he tracked them former
Johnny Reb's
Through the prairie and the trees
[F]Up old Castle Mountain
'Cross the river Wapiti
[C]

[Verse 12]
[G]Low and behold,
what do you think he [C]sees?

[Verse 13]
[C]
I see my paint
I see my [F]rifle that shares my [C]name
I see them [G]men that done
me [Em]wrong[G]
Lord, I'm gonna do them
just [C]the same

[Verse 14]
[C]
Henry grabbed his rifle
Up off of the ground
He kissed [F]the ever- loving barrel
And he shot them old boys [C]down

[Verse 15]
[C]
They hit [G]the dirt,
he reveled [C]in [G]the sound[C]

[Verse 16]
[C]
Now he's back up in the saddle
Back up on the top
When [F]he felt that southern slug
Chew a hole right through his [C]gut

[Verse 17]
[C]
He [G]thought he killed them all
But he [C]had not

[Verse 18]
[C]
That paint took off a running
Through the water and the mud
No [F]earthly force in this whole world
Could stop that Berta [C]stud

[Verse 19]
[C]
[G]Henry sat [C]there [G]laughing up his [C]blood
And he was [C]singing
[C]

[Verse 20]
Bald Butte, Bald Butte,
so lofty and so high
Carry me to Bald Butte
Where the plains wrap

[Verse 21]
'round the sky
You can dig a hole on Bald Butte when I die