Biografía:
Steagall was born Russell Steagall in Gainesville, Texas, on December 22, 1937. He became a bull rider at rodeos while he was still a teenager, but at the age of 15, he was stricken with polio. He took up the guitar and the mandolin as physical therapy to recover the strength and dexterity of his arms and hands. Steagall entered a career in agricultural chemistry after graduating from West Texas State University with a degree in animal science and agronomy.
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Rider on the Rim
Red Steagall
[Verse 1]
A D A
On the wagon last october was a kid of seven-teen
A E
A city kid from Dallas, wet behind the ears and green
A D A
He stepped out of the pages of a western catalog
A E A
and not the kind you'd pick to ride the rivers and boggs
D
The boss had throwed this kid and me together for the drive
A E
We took the outside circle, I was mad and full of fight
D
For it ain't no place for tender feet, cause where we had to go
A E
Up in the hills and badlands where the twisted cedars grow
[Verse 2]
A D A
The kid had drawed a snaky bronc, plum full of dirty tricks
A E
and I'll give the kid the credit boys he stayed and took his licks
A D A
Cause everytime he got throwed off, he'd step back on again
A E A
And we all were wondered how much practicin this city boy could stand
D
At the head of an arroyo where the tamarac grow tall
A E
I sent the kid a driftin north, to ride out Deadmans draw
D
The country's pretty open and the draw ain't very deep
A E
So I took Blackhole canyon, where the bluffs are high and steep
[Chorus]
A A7
It was misty in the canyon, the light was sorta dim
D
Thru the mist I saw a ghostly rider on the rim
E
He waved his hat and motioned to go back the way I come
D A
and when the mist had cleared away the ghostly form was gone
[Verse 3]
A D A
I turned my horse around, headed back to Deadmans draw
A E
I knowed the kids in trouble I could feel it in my crawl
A D A
From the trail of broken cedars and the deep tracks in the sand
A E A
The gray was usin all his tricks the kid had made a hand
D
But up beneath a cutbank where the trail is slick and steep
A E
The gray lay thrashin on his side the kid lay underneath
D
His foot run thru the stirrup, holdin to the horses head
A E
He knew that if the gray got up he'd soon be drug to death
[Verse 4]
A D A
The kid was tired and gettin weak, the horse was gainin ground
A E
I slipped my gutline round his neck, the kid got turned around
A D A
So's he was in the saddle when the horse got to his feet
A E A
Then we rode out together but we didn't hardly speak
D
A dozen times I've ridden out along the canyon rim
A E
There ain't no tracks and I ain't seen that ghostly form again
D
and I don't really care if you believe a word I say
A E
A cowboy guardian angel helped me save the kid that day
[Final Chorus]
A A7
It was misty in the canyon, the light was kinda dim
D
Thru the mist I saw a ghostly rider on the rim
E
If I live to be a hundred I will not forget the day
D A
when a cowboy guardian angel taught two punchers how to pray..............
A E A
(Slowing) How to pray......... How to pray...............
Red Steagall
[Verse 1]
A D A
On the wagon last october was a kid of seven-teen
A E
A city kid from Dallas, wet behind the ears and green
A D A
He stepped out of the pages of a western catalog
A E A
and not the kind you'd pick to ride the rivers and boggs
D
The boss had throwed this kid and me together for the drive
A E
We took the outside circle, I was mad and full of fight
D
For it ain't no place for tender feet, cause where we had to go
A E
Up in the hills and badlands where the twisted cedars grow
[Verse 2]
A D A
The kid had drawed a snaky bronc, plum full of dirty tricks
A E
and I'll give the kid the credit boys he stayed and took his licks
A D A
Cause everytime he got throwed off, he'd step back on again
A E A
And we all were wondered how much practicin this city boy could stand
D
At the head of an arroyo where the tamarac grow tall
A E
I sent the kid a driftin north, to ride out Deadmans draw
D
The country's pretty open and the draw ain't very deep
A E
So I took Blackhole canyon, where the bluffs are high and steep
[Chorus]
A A7
It was misty in the canyon, the light was sorta dim
D
Thru the mist I saw a ghostly rider on the rim
E
He waved his hat and motioned to go back the way I come
D A
and when the mist had cleared away the ghostly form was gone
[Verse 3]
A D A
I turned my horse around, headed back to Deadmans draw
A E
I knowed the kids in trouble I could feel it in my crawl
A D A
From the trail of broken cedars and the deep tracks in the sand
A E A
The gray was usin all his tricks the kid had made a hand
D
But up beneath a cutbank where the trail is slick and steep
A E
The gray lay thrashin on his side the kid lay underneath
D
His foot run thru the stirrup, holdin to the horses head
A E
He knew that if the gray got up he'd soon be drug to death
[Verse 4]
A D A
The kid was tired and gettin weak, the horse was gainin ground
A E
I slipped my gutline round his neck, the kid got turned around
A D A
So's he was in the saddle when the horse got to his feet
A E A
Then we rode out together but we didn't hardly speak
D
A dozen times I've ridden out along the canyon rim
A E
There ain't no tracks and I ain't seen that ghostly form again
D
and I don't really care if you believe a word I say
A E
A cowboy guardian angel helped me save the kid that day
[Final Chorus]
A A7
It was misty in the canyon, the light was kinda dim
D
Thru the mist I saw a ghostly rider on the rim
E
If I live to be a hundred I will not forget the day
D A
when a cowboy guardian angel taught two punchers how to pray..............
A E A
(Slowing) How to pray......... How to pray...............
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