SADDLE UP THE PALOMINO W: Neil Young, Tim Drummond, Bobby Charles M: Neil Young Key: F 4 -5 -5 4 4 -2 Oh, oh, Car-me-li-na, -2 4 4 4 -3 -5 -5 4 -2 The daugh-ter of the wealth-y bank-er. -2 4 4 4 -5 Since she came to town -5 4 4 4 -2 all my friends are gone, -2 4 4 And I’m stuck -3 -5 -5 4 4 -2 out here with mel-o-dy. -5 -5 -5 -4 -5 -5 6 -5 Sad-dle up the pal-o-mi-no, -4 4 4 -5 -5* 6 the sun is go-ing down. 5 -6 -6 6 5* -5 4 -2 The way I feel, this must be real. |-5 -4 |4……| Ooh |-23-3* -3*-33|-2 -23-3-3*-33-2| |-2 -23-3-3* -3*-33|-2 -23-3-3*-33-2| If you can’t cut it, don’t pick up the knife. There’s no re-ward in your con-science stored When you’re sleep-in’ with an-oth-er man’s wife. Saddle up the palomino, the sun is going down. The way I feel, this must be real. I wanna lick the platter, the gravy doesn’t matter. It’s a cold bowl of chili when love lets you down, But it’s the neighbor’s wife I’m after. Saddle up the palomino, the sun is going down. The way I feel, this must be real.
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