Robbins was born in Glendale, a suburb of Phoenix, in Maricopa County, Arizona. He was reared in a difficult family situation. His father took odd jobs to support the family of ten children. His father's drinking led to divorce in 1937. Among his warmer memories of his childhood, Robbins recalled having listened to stories of the American West told by his maternal grandfather, Texas Bob Heckle. Robbins left the troubled home at the age of 17 to serve in the United States Navy as an LCT coxswain during World War II.
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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # Master's Call ------------- * written by Marty Robbins * as performed by Marty Robbins on the "Gunfighter Ballads and Trail Songs" album * Lyrics typed by Charlie Berube * transcribed by Greg Vaughn
I DBm When I was but a young man,I was wild and full of fire DBm A youth within my teens, but full of challenge and desire DBm I ran away from home and left my mother and my dad GABm I know it grieved them so to think their only boy went bad I I fell in with an outlaw band, their names were known quite well How many times we robbed and plundered, I could never tell This kind of sinful living, leads only to a fall I learned that much and more the night I heard my Master's call
II GDGD One night we rustled cattle, a thousand head or so GDBm And started then out on the trail that leads to Mexico GADG When a norther started blowing and lightning flashed about DGAD I thought someone was calling me, I thought I heard a shout
III DF#m Then at that moment lightning struck not twenty yards from me GD And left there was a giant cross where once there was a tree BmEm This time I knew I heard a voice, a voice so sweet and strange F#mBm A voice that came from everywhere, a voice that called my name
I So frightened I was thinking of sinful deeds I'd done I failed to see the thousand head of cattle start to run The cattle they stampeded, were running all around My pony ran but stumbled and it threw me to the ground
II I felt the end was near, that death would be the price When another bolt of lightning showed the face of Jesus Christ And I cried oh Lord forgive me, don't let it happen now I want to live for you alone, Oh God these words I vow
III My wicked past unfolded and I thought of wasted years When another bolt of lightning killed a hundred head of steers And the others rushed on by me and I was left to live The Master had a reason,life is his to take or give
I A miracle performed that night, I wasn't meant to die The dead ones formed a barricade nearly six or seven high And right behind it there was I, afraid but safe and sound I cried in vain for mercy kneeling there upon the ground
I A pardon I was granted, my sinful soul set free No more to fear the angry waves upon life's stormy seas Forgiven by the love of God, a love that will remain I learned that much and more the night the Saviour called my name
The Roman Numerals correspond to the particular chord progression for that verse.
Since the melody line raises at the end of the second verse and then lowers during the third verse, I like playing various barre forms of the chords to correspond to this melody line like so: