The Banks of the Musselshell Tom Russell
The Banks Of The Musselshell: Tom Russell
Album: Songs Of The West
Written by Ian Tyson & Tom Russell
Chorded by Gary W, 16Aug07
Note 1: I copied it out from the recording and may have some words wrong.
Note 2: Not sure of the bad guy’s name “Bill D’Charm”. Could have been my name...I'm sort of like him.
Capo 4th fret
Intro: [G]
[G] I stare out every evenin’
At the [C] distant Northern [G] Star
It leads us ever Northward
And it [C] tells us that we [G] are
Lost below the [F] Yellowstone
In a land unknown to [G] me
Ten thousand miles from my [C] loved ones
And my home across the [G] sea
We travel through an empty land
The [C] benches are all [G] strewn
With Bison bones that shine ghost white
‘Neath the [C] risin’ of the [G] moon
And the red wolf howls an [F] answer
As I try to sing on [G] guard
Indentured to these [C] Texans
In a land so wild and [G] hard
When I hired on to Bill D’Charm
In the [C] heat of the Texas [G] sun
I was unaware of his darker side
His [C] quickness with a [G] gun
But I made a solemn [F] promise
Oh, I’d ride with him through [G] hell
Deliver the herds to the [C] ends of the earth
Or the mouth of the Mussel-[G]-shell
Well I just turned about sixteen
When we [C] hit that first cow [G] town
I drank my first strong liquor
Ohhh, and the [C] women spun me [G] round
But of all the barroom [F] angels
With their soft forbidden [G] charms
I was stuck on blue-eyed [C] Annie
Who belonged to Bill D’-[G]-Charm
Chorus:
And the [F] boy became a [C] man
That [F] night in Annie’s [D] arms
Oh, [F] Annie cried and [C] begged me
Be-[D]-ware of Bill D’-[D7]-Charm
We [G] left that Texas cow town
We [C] pointed the big herd [G] North
But the first night when the moon was down
I rode [C] back to old Fort [G] Worth
They were closin’ up the [F] barroom
Oh, they were rollin’ up the [G] floor
My heart was in my [C] mouth
As I knocked on Annie’s [G] door
Repeat Chorus
Old [G] Bill D’Charm had one bad eye
And his [C] face was a devilish [G] red
The results of a bygone ferry fire
When he [C] crawled back from the [G] dead
And every night in [F] dreams
As I rolled in Annie’s [G] arms
I’d wait to face old [C] Satan
In the guise of Bill D’-[G]-Charm
When each night crossed the campfire
I’d [C] face that one bad [G] eye
Did he know that I’d betrayed him
Had my [C] hour come to [G] die
One promise he made [F] true
Ahh, we rode with him through [G] hell
We delivered the herds to the [C] ends of the earth
And the mouth of the Mussel-[G]-shell
Repeat Chorus
[G]//// //// [C]//// [G]//// //// //// [C]//// [G]////
[F]//// //// //// [G]//// //// [C]//// //// [G]//// //// //// ////
But now as we near the Yellowstone
The [C] snow begins to [G] fall
And soon this dreadful enterprise
Shall be [C] endin’ for us [G] all
It’s then I’ll need fast [F] horses
Ahh, to fly to Annie’s [G] arms
And stay one jump a-[C]-head of
The guns of Bill D’-[G]-Charm
Repeat Chorus
Oh, the [F] boy became a [C] man
That [F] night in Annie’s [D] arms
[F] Annie cried and [C] begged me
Be-[D]-ware of Bill D’-[D7]-Charm
[G] Ooooh-ooh-[C]-ooh-ooh-ooh-[G]-ooh [G] Ooooh-ooh-[C]-ooh-ooh-ooh-[G]-ooh
Ohh-ohh-[F]-hmmmmmmmmmm-[G]-hmmm
[C]-Ooooh-ooh-[G]-oooooh-ooh-ooh-oooooh-oooh-ooh……[fade]
[Tbanks to Gary W for tabs]
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