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Slim Dusty - Man From Snowy River (Chord)
Submitter: IsabelH (0) on 9/5/08 1 comment
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                        D                        D7                   G                            D

1. There was movement at the station tor the word had passed around,

                    G                       Em                 A

     that the colt from Old Regret had got away,

                  D                              D7                      G                          D

   and had joined the wild bush horses, he was worth a thousand pound,

            G                           A                       D

    and all the cracks had gathered to the fray.

                 G                                               D

    All the tried and noted riders from the stations near and far


    mustered at the homestead overnight,

                 D                           D7                        G                         D

    for the bushmen love hard riding where the wild bush horses are,

                    G                                A                D

    and the stock-horse snuffs the battle with delight.

                       D                    D7                           G                       D

2. There was Harrison who made his pile when Pardon won the cup

           G                       Em                        A

    the old man with his hair as white as snow,

           D                        D7                           G                     D

    but few could ride beside him when his blood was fairly up,

                    G                   A                               D

    he would go wherever horse and man could go.

              G                                          D

    And Clancy of the overflow came down to lend a hand,


    no better horseman ever held the reins,

          D                            D7                          G                              D

   for never horse could throw him while the saddle-girths would stand,

             G                                A                     D

    he'd learned to ride while droving on the plains.

                       D                                 D7                  G                   D

3. When they reached the mountain summit even Clancy took a pull,

         G                            Em                          A

    it well might make the boldest hold their breath,

                 D                             D7                    G                            D

    for the wild hop scrub grew thickly and the hidden ground was full,

          G                           A                   D

    of wombat holes and any slip was death.

                   G                                            D

    But the man from Snowy River let the pony have his head,


    and he swung his stockwhip 'round and gave a cheer,

                D                                   D7                   G                 D

    and he raced them down the mountain like a torrent in its bed,

                     G                          A                      D

    while the others stood and watched in very fear.

          D                        D7                     G                                D

4. He ran them single-handed till their sides were white with foam,

         G                       Em                            A

    he followed like a blood-hound on their track,

                D                           D7                   G                                 D

  'tiIl they halted cowed and beaten and he tumed their heads for home,

             G                     A                              D

    and alone and unassisted brought them back.

                  G                                                D

    But his hardy mountain pony he could scarcely raise a trot,


    he was blood from hip to shoulder from the spur,

                  D                      D7                      G                      D

    but his courage was undaunted and his pluck was fiery hot,

           G                      A                        D

    for never yet was mountain horse a cur.

             D                   D7                      G                        D

5. And down by Kosciusko where the pine-clad ridges raise

             G                       Em                    A

    their torn and rugged battlements on high,

                      D                     D7                     G                       D

     where the air is clear as crystal and the white stars fairly blaze,

          G                     A                        D

    at midnight in the cold and frosty skies.

               G                                             D

    And where around the overflow the reed beds sweep and sway,


    to the breezes, and the rolling plains are wide,

             D                        D7            G                          D

    the man from Snowy River is a household word today,

                   G                          A              D     - G - D

    and the stockmen tell the story of his ride.       
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few verses missing
-waynechelle | 7/15/2013
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