Tom: D
D G
Old Red was one of the orniest yet
D A7
I'd seen at the big rodeo
D G
He'd bite you and kick you and stomp out your life
A7 D
Old Red had never been rode
D G
Meaner than sin, wild as the wind
D A7
That blew on the Montana plains
D D
Old Red was one of the last of his breed
A7 D
And wasn't about to be tamed
G D
From Idaho, a young cowboy came
A7 D
To ride in the big rodeo
G D
The young cowboy's name was Billy McLane
A7 D
And Billy had never been thrown
D G D
The greatest desire filled young Billy's heart
A7 D
To ride this old outlaw called Red
G D
He drew him one day and I heard Billy say
A7 D
"I'll ride him or drop over dead"
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D G D
Old Red was wicked down there in the shoot
A7 D
He was kicking and stomping about
G D
Billy climbed into the saddle with ease
A7 D
And yelled turn him loose let us out
G D
Old Red came out with his head on the ground
A7 D
His back hooves were touching his nose
G D
Trying to get rid of the man on his back
A7 D
But the man went wherever he'd go
D G D
Billy was raking Old Red with his spurs
A7 D
From his tail to the tip of his chin
G D
He was doing right well, but Billy could tell
A7 D
This outlaw would never give in
D G D
Old Red was running straight for the fence
A7 D
Suddenly stopping and then
G D
He reared on his hind legs then fell on his back
A7 D
Taking poor Billy with him
G D
There was a hush in the crowd and they knew
A7 D
This would be Billy's last ride
G D
The saddle horn crushed Billy's chest when they fell
A7 D
And under Old Red Billy died
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D G D
Old Red lay still, no more would he move
A7 D
The cowboys that seen it could tell
G D
In trying to throw Billy off his back
A7 D
Old Red broke his neck when he fell
G D
Out in the west is a place where they rest
A7 D
This cowboy that never was thrown
G D
And one foot away resting there 'neath the clay
A7 D
Is the outlaw that never was rode
