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Dean Martin My Rifle My Pony And Me *****THE NUMBERS ARE HARP TABS***** The sun is sink-ing in the west -1 -2” -1 -2 -1 -2 -3 4 The cat-tle go down to the stream -3 -4 -3 -2 -3 -2 -1 -2 The red-wing set-tles in the nest -1 -2 -1 -2 -1 -2 -3 -4 It's time for a cow-boy to dream -3 -4 -3 -3 -3 -2 -1 -2
Purp-le Glight in the Ccan-yon -8 -7 6 -7 6 5 6
That is Gwhere I long to D7be -8 -7 6 -7 -7 -8 8
With my Gthree good com-Cpa-nions -8 -7 6 -7 6 5 6
Just my Grif-le, poD7-ny and meG -6 6 -7 -7 -6 6 5 6
Gonna hang my sombrero On the limb of a tree Coming home sweet my darling Just my rifle, pony and me Whippoorwill in the willow Sings a sweet melody Riding to Amarillo Just my rifle, pony and me No more cows to be ropin' No more strays will I see 'Round the bend she’ll be waitin’ For my rifle, pony and me For my rifle, my pony and me.