Аккорды Ian Tyson - Bob Fudge

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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My name is Bob Fudge
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I was born in Texas
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Lampasas County
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Back during the war
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Small Pox and Comanches
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Took most of my family
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Left my poor mother
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And my brothers and me

[Verse 2]
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So I headed North
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For ta' ride for the Blockers
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They were contractin' herds
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On the Montana range
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In the Spring of the year '82
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We left ol' Lampasas
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With two thousand steers
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For the Little Big Horn

[Bridge]
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Crossing our trails
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Were many great rivers
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All to be crossed
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Not a bridge would we find

[Verse 3]
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In the cold rolling waters
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And the wild plunging cattle
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There was many a young man
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Took leave of his life

[Interlude]
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[Verse 4]
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Well we crossed at Doan's Store
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Into the Indian nation
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Saw the blood on the rocks
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Where those cowboys had died
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And on ta' Fort Dodge
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On the Arkansas River
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Where gamblers and the whores
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Came to welcome us there

[Bridge]
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The great snow cap peaks
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Are on our left side now
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For many a mile
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In the great silent land

[Verse 5]
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When I first saw Montana
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I knew I would love her
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I'd ride her great ranges
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For the rest of my days

[Interlude]
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[Verse 6]
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Well she's all cut an' dry now, and the trails are all gone
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I been ta' Yellowstone Park, in an automobile
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But I can still see um' swimmin'
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Boys I can still hear um' runnin'
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Yes I came off a the trail, when cowboys was king
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My name is Bob Fudge, I died in Montana

[Outro]
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Но если и музыка нас оставит, что будет тогда с нашим миром? (Гоголь)
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