Subject: t/tyson_ian/claude_dallas.crdDate: Fri, 2 Oct 1998 14:57:42 -0400Song: Claude DallasSung by: Ian TysonCD: CowboyographyWritten by: Ian Tyson/Tom RussellTranscribed by: M. LawrenceCapo 2nd FretIntro: Am G Dm FAm G1.In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern MysteryDm FWhere rivers run and disappear And the Mustang still lives freeAm GBy the Devil?s wash and the coyote hole In the wild Owyee RangeDm FAmSomewhere in the sage tonight The wind calls out his name Aye Aye AyeG2.Come gather round me buckaroos And a story I will tellDm Am?Bout the fugitive Claude Dallas Who just broke out of jailGYou might think this tale is history From before the West was wonDm AmBut the events that I?ll describe took place in 1981G3. He was born out in Virginia Left home when school was throughDm AmIn the deserts of Nevada He became a buckarooGHe learned the ways of cattle He learned to sit a horseDm AmAnd he always packed a pistol And he practiced deadly forceChorus 1:C GThen Claude he became a trapper He dreamed of the bygone daysDm FHe studied bobcat logic In the wild and silent waysC GIn the bloody runs near paradise In the monitors down southDm FAmTrapping cats and coyotes Living hand and mouth Aye Aye Aye4. Then Claude took to living all alone Out many miles from townA friend Jim Stevens brought supplies And he stayed to hang aroundThat day two wardens Pogue and Elms Drove in to check Claude outThey were seeking violations And to see what Claude?s about5. Now Claude he had hung some venison He had a bobcat pelt or twoPogue claimed they were out of season He says, ?Dallas you?re all through?But Dallas would not leave his camp He refused to go to townAs the wind howled through the bull camp They stared each other downChorus 2.It?s hard to say what happened next Perhaps we?ll never knowThey were going to take Claude into jail And he?d vowed he?d never goJim Stevens heard the gunfire And when he turned aroundBill Pogue was fallin? backwards Conley Elms he fell face down Aye Aye Aye6. Jim Stevens walked on over There was a gun near Bill Pogue?s handIt?s hard to say who?d drawn his first But Claude had made his standClaude said, ?I?m justified Jim? They were going to cut me down?A man?s got a right to hang some meat When he?s livin? this far from town?7. It took 18 men and 15 months To finally run Claude downIn the sage outside paradise They drove him to the groundConvicted up in Idaho Manslaughter by decreeThirty years at maximum But soon Claude would break freeChorus 3.There?s two sides to this story There may be no right or wrongThere may be no right or wrong The lawmen and the renegadeHave graced a thousand songs So the story is an old oneConclusion?s hard to draw But Claude?s out in the sage tonightHe may be the last outlaw Aye Aye AyeRepeat 1st verse
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