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Date: 4/9/02; 8:13:11 PM
 >From: "mike hiner" 
 Subject: Song   (Don Edwards)
 Written by; Charles "Badger" Clark  
 Don Edwards put this one to music.
 The Christmas Trail; 4/4
 (C) The wind is blowin cold down the moun (F) tain tips of (C) snow
 And lyin 'cross the ranges brown and (G) dead
 It's (C) cryin through the valley trees that (F) wear the mistle (C) toe
 And mournin with the gray (G) clouds over (C) head
 
 Yet it's (F) sweet with the (G) beat of my (C) little horses (Am) feet
 And I (F) whistle like the (G) air is warm and (C) blue
 For I'm (F) ridin up the christ (G) mas trail to (C) you old (Am) folks
 I'm (F) ridin up the christ (G) mas trail to (C) you
 
 Oh maybe it was good when the whinny of the spring
 Had wheeled me to hopin of the bars
 And livin in the shadow of a sailin buzzards wing
 And sleepin underneath a roof of stars
 
 But the bright campfire light only dances for a night
 While the home fire burns forever clear and true
 So round the year I circle back to you old folks
 Round the rovin year I circle back to you
 
 Oh maybe it was good at the roundup in the fall
 When the clouds of bawlin dust before us ran
 And the pride of rope and saddle was the drivin of us all
 To a stretch of nerve and muscle man to man
 
 But the pride sorta died when the man got weary eyed
 Was a sleepy boy who rode the night guard through
 And he dreamed himself along a trail to you old folks
 Dreamed himself along a happy trail to you 
 
 The coyotes winter howl cuts the dusk behind the hill
 And the ranch's shinnin window I can see
 And though I don't deserve it and I reckon never will
 There'll be room beside the fire kept for me
 
 Skimp my plate cause I'm late, let me hit the old home gate
 Cause I'm growin kinda tired of the new
 So I'm ridin up the christmas trail to you old folks
 I'm ridin up the christmas trail to you