Am G Dm FAm G 1. In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern MysteryDm F Where rivers run and disappear And the Mustang still lives freeAm G By the Devil's wash and the coyote hole In the wild Owyee RangeDm F Am Somewhere in the sage tonight The wind calls out his name Aye Aye AyeAm G 2. Come gather round me buckaroos And a story I will tellDm F Bout the fugitive Claude Dallas Who just broke out of jailAm G You might think this tale is history From before the West was wonDm F Am But the events that I'll describe took place in 1981Am G 3. He was born out in Virginia Left home when school was throughDm F In the deserts of Nevada He became a buckarooAm G He learned the ways of cattle He learned to sit a horseDm F Am And he always packed a pistol And he practiced deadly force [Chorus 1]C G Then Claude he became a trapper He dreamed of the bygone daysDm F He studied bobcat logic In the wild and silent waysC G In the bloody runs near paradise In the monitors down southDm F Am Trapping cats and coyotes Living hand and mouth Aye Aye Aye4.Am G Then Claude took to living all alone Out many miles from townDm F A friend Jim Stevens brought supplies And he stayed to hang aroundAm G That day two wardens Pogue and Elms Drove in to check Claude outDm F Am They were seeking violations And to see what Claude's about 5.Am G Now Claude he had hung some venison He had a bobcat pelt or twoDm F Pogue claimed they were out of season He said "Dallas you're all thru."Am G But Dallas would not leave his camp He refused to go to townDm F Am As the wind howled through the bull camp They stared each other down 6.Am G It's hard to say what happened next Perhaps we'll never knowDm F They were going to take Claude into jail And he vowed he'd never goAm G Jim Stevens heard the gunfire And when he turned aroundDm F Am Bill Pogue was fallin' backwards, Conley Elms he fell face down Aye Aye Aye [Chorus 2]C G Jim Stevens walked on over There was a gun near Bill Pogue's handDm F It?s hard to say who?d drawn his first But Claude had made his standC G Claude said, ?I?m justified Jim? They were gonna gun me down,Dm And a man's got a right to hang some meat.F Am When he?s livin? this far from town. 7.Am G It took 18 men and 15 months To finally run Claude downDm F In the sage outside paradise They drove him to the groundAm G Convicted up in Idaho Manslaughter by decreeDm F Am Thirty years at maximum But soon Claude would break free [Chorus 3]C G There's two sides to this story There may be no right or wrongDm There may be no right or wrong The lawmen and the renegadeF C Have graced a thousand songs The story is an old oneG Dm Conclusion's hard to draw But Claude's out in the sage tonightF Am He may be the last outlaw Aye Aye Aye [Repeat 1st verse] (2/3 speed)Am G 1.In a land the Spanish once had called the Northern MysteryDm F Where rivers run and disappear And the Mustang still lives freeAm G By the Devil's wash and the coyote hole In the wild Owyee RangeDm F Am Somewhere in the sage tonight The wind calls out his name Aye Aye Aye
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