Little Joe the Wrangler chords and lyrics - MARTY ROBBINS

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[Intro 1]
[D][A][D]

[Verse 1]
[D]Little Joe the Wrangler
will [G]wrangle [D]nevermore
His days with the 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 [A]stray and nothing more
[D]

[Verse 2]
Was late in the evening when
he [G]rode into our [D]camp
On the little Texas pony he called [A]Chaw
With his [D]brogan shoes and
overalls a [G]tougher looking [D]kid
You never in your [A]life before had saw
[D]

[Verse 3]
His [G]saddle was a Texas
kack built [D]many years ago
An OK spur on one foot lightly [A]swung
With [D]his packroll in a cotton
sack so [G]loosely tied be[D]hind
And a canteen from his
[A]saddle horn was [D]slung

[Verse 4]
He [D]said he had to leave his home
[G]his pa had married [D]twice
His new ma whipped him every day or [A]two
So he [D]saddled up old Chaw one
night and [G]lit a shuck his [D]way
He said he'd try to [A]paddle his own canoe
[D]

[Verse 5]
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]boss he cut him out a
mount and [G]kindly put him [D]on
He sorta liked this [A]little kid somehow
[D]

[Verse 6]
He learned to wrangle horses an
[G]d learned to know them a[D]ll
And get them in at daybreakk if [A]he could
And to [D]trail the old chuck wagon
an[G]d always hitch t[D]he team
And help to cook each [A]evening rustle [D]wood

[Verse 7]
We had [G]hardly reached the Pecos
the [D]weather it was fine
We were camped down on
the south side in a [A]draw
When a [D]northern commenced blowing
and we [G]doubled up our guard[D]s
It took every one of [A]us to hold them [D]in

[Verse 8]
[D]Little Joe the Wrangler was [G]called
out with the [D]rest
Scarcely had the little fellow
reached the [A]herd
When the [D]cattle they stampeded
like [G]a hailstorm on they [D]fled
And everyone [A]was ridin' for the lead
[D]

[Verse 9]
[G]Amid the streaks of lightnin'
there was [D]one horse up ahead
He was tryin' to check the
leaders in their [A]speed
It was [D]little Joe the Wrangler with
[G]a slicker o'er his [D]head
He was ridin' Old Blue [A]Rocket in the lead
[D]

[Verse 10]
At last we got them millin' and
[G]kinda quited[D]down
And the extra guards back
to the wagon [A]went
But [D]there was one a missin'
we [G]could see it at a [D]glance
Was our little [A]Texas stray
poor Wrangler Joe
[D]

[Verse 11]
Next [G]morning just at daybreak we
[D]found where Rocket fell
Down in a washout twenty
feet [A]be low
[D]Beneath his horse his life had gone
[G]his spung had run its [D]knell
Was our little Texas [A]stray
poor Wrangler [D]Joe
[G][D]