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Utah Carol-crd Marty Robbins
UTAH CAROL
Marty Robbins "Gunfighter Ballads"
Capo 3 play C
[C]And now my friends you've asked me what [F]makes me sad and s[C]till
And why my brow is darkened, like the clo[G7]uds upon the h[C]ill
Run in[F] your ponies closer, and I'll [F]tell to you my t[C]ale
Of Utah Carol my partner, and his l[G7]ast ride on the t[C]rail
We rode the range together, and r[F]ode it side by s[C]ide
I loved him like a brother, and I w[G7]ept when Utah [C]died
We were [F]roundin up one m[C]orning, when wo[F]rk was almost d[C]one
When on his side the cattle, [G7]started on a frightened r[C]un
Underneath the saddle, that the [F]bosses daughter [C]rode
Utah that very morning, had [G7]placed a bright red r[C]obe
So [F]the saddle might ride easy, for L[F]enore his little fr[C]iend
And it was this red blanket, the b[G7]rought him to his e[C]nd
The blanket was now dragging, be[F]hind her on the g[C]round
The frightened cattle saw it, and c[G7]harged it with a bou[C]nd
Lenore t[F]hen saw her danger, and [F]turned her ponies [C]face
And leaning in the saddle, tied the b[G7]lanket to its p[C]lace
But in leaning lost her balance, fell in [F]front of that wild [C]tide
Lay still Lenore I'm coming, were the [G7]words that Utah [C]cried
His fait[F]hful pony saw her, and [F]reached her with a [C]bound
I thought he'd been successful, and r[G7]aised her from the [C]ground
But the weight upon the saddle, had n[F]ot been felt b[C]efore
His back cinch snapped like thunder, and h[G7]e fell by [C]Lenore
Pi[F]cking up the blanket, he s[F]wung it o're his h[C]ead
And started cross the prarie, lay st[G7]ill Lenore he said
When he got the stamped turned, and [F]saved Lenore his[C] friend
Then turned to face the cattle, and [G7]meet his fateful [C]end
His [F]six gun flashed like li[C]ghtning, the [F]report was loud and c[C]lear
As the cattle rushed and killed him, he d[G7]ropped the leading s[C]teer
On his funeral morning, I [F]heard the preacher [C]say
I hope we'll all meet Utah, at the [G7]roundup far a[C]way
Then they [F]wrapped him in a [C]blanket, that s[F]aved his little f[C]riend
And it was this red blanket, that [G7]brought him to his [C]end
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