Аккорды Sons of the Pioneers - Old Sky Ball Paint ( Sky Ball Paint )

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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(Now Skyball Paint was a devil's saint)
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(And his eyes were a fiery red)
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(Now good men have tried this horse to ride)
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(But shucks,   all of them are dead)
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(Now I won't brag but I rode that nag)
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(Till his blood began to boil)
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(Then I hit the ground and I ate three pounds)
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(Of good old Texas soil)

[Chorus]
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Singin' hi ho, whoopie ti-yo
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Ride him high and down you go
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Sons of the western soil
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Singin' hi ho, whoopie ti-yo
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Ride him high and down you go
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Sons of the western soil

[Verse 2]
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Well, I swore by heck, I'd break his neck
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For the jolt he gave my pride
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I threw my noose on that old cayuse
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And once more took a ride
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He turned around and soon I found
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His head where his tail should be
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So I said, "Says I, perhaps he's shy
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Or he just don't care for me"

[Chorus]
        F      C
Singin' hi ho, whoopie ti-yo
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Ride him high and down you go
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Sons of the western soil
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Singin' hi ho, whoopie ti-yo
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Ride him high and down you go
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Sons of the western soil

[Interlude]
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(yodeling)
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(yodeling)

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
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In town one day I chanced to stray
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Upon old Sheriff Jim
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For a hoop and a holler
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And a counterfeit dollar
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I sold that nag to him
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Now when he plants the seat of his pants
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On Skyball's   leather chair
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I'll bet four bits when Skyball quits
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Old Jim just won't be there

[Chorus]
        F      C
Singin' hi ho, whoopie ti-yo
G                 C
Ride him high and down you go
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Sons of the western soil
        F      C
Singin' hi ho, whoopie ti-yo
G                 C
Ride him high and down you go
G                   C
Sons of the western soil

[Outro]
        F      C
Singin' hi ho, whoopie ti-yo
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Ride him high and down you go
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Sons of the western soil
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Sons of the western soil
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Sons of the western soil