Biography:
James Keelaghan is a Juno award-winning Canadian folk singer-songwriter born in Calgary, Alberta, now based in Winnipeg, Manitoba. Many of his songs, such as "Kiri's Piano", about the interment of Japanese Canadians, "October 70", about the FLQ crisis, are inspired by events and figures in Canadian history. Known for his lilting baritone voice, his driving rhythm guitar, and a keen sense of scene and narrative, Keelaghan’s music bridges traditional folk music with Canadiana.
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Other songs:
- Boom Gone Bust
- Cold Missouri Waters
- Country Faire
- Dance As You Go
- Fires Of Calais
- Get To You
- Gladys Ridge
- Glory Bound
- Harvest Train
- Henrys Downfall
- Hillcrest Mine
- Hold Your Ground
- Hope Princeton Road
- House Of Cards
- I Would I Were
- Jack Haggerty
- Kiris Piano
- Lazarus
- Leave Town
- Lost
- Mcconnvilles
- Mirabeau Bridge
- Misty Mountain
- My Blood
- My Old Man
- My Skies
- Never Gonna Stop This Train
- Next To You
- Nothing
- Number 37
- Orion
- Rebeccas Lament
- Red River Rising
- Red
- Refugee
- Ring
- Safe Home
- Sea For The Shore
- Sinatra And I
- Since You Asked
- Sing My Heart Home
- Small Rebellion
- Snap The Line Tight
- Somewhere Ahead
- Stonecutter
- Sweet Lorraine
- Sweet Thames Flow Softly
- Sweetgrass Moon
- The Boston Burglar
- The Flower Of Magherally
- The Kiss Saskatoon
- The Ones Who Made Home
- Tomorrow Is Another Day
- Turn Of The Wheel
- Whats For You
- Who Dies
- You Know Me
- Your Secret
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James Keelaghan - Number 37
INTRO: G D G C G D C
G
She wore number 37, her horse was chestnut brown
C D
I saw her at a rodeo in a high plains western town
G
Underneath the turquoise sky a thunderstorm was rolling in
C D
The infield getting sticky, the crowd was wearing thin
Em G
Now, I'm not for barrel racing, I cannot say I'd gone
C D
To see some woman ride flat out, as she bounced and turned for home
Em G
And riding hell-for-leather, the bit between her teeth
C D
It's poetry in motion
G
She wore the number 37, she was the seventh one to ride
C D
She showed no hint of nerves and she sat her horse with pride
G
Horse and rider leapt together, I wished that I could hear
C D
The words she spoke to spur him on as she leaned down to his ear
Em G
They rounded the first barrel, from the bleachers I could see
C D
She didn't use a riding crop, for the horse ran like a breeze
Em G
'Round barrel two I stammered, she closed the figure eight
C D
When up popped barrel three as she was lingering, yeah
INTERLUDE:
D G C G D C
Heyyyy hey hey hey hey hey I hey I hey I heyyy
G
I know she didn't use a riding crop, she barely used her spurs
C D
She used hands and knees, she used gentle, loving words
G
I'd like to say she won that day, that wouldn't be the fact
C D
She crossed the line in '69 in the middle of the pack
Em G
You'd never know she'd lost, she grinned from ear to ear
C D
She stroked the charger's neck and once more whispered in his ear
Em G
She was happy that they'd done that well, nobody got hurt
C D G D G
She got all the speed she wanted using gentle loving words
INTERLUDE:
C G D C G
Heyyyy hey hey hey I hey I hey I heyyy
D G C
Heyyyy I hey I hey I heyyy
G D C
Heyy I hey I hey I heyyy
G
So hats off to sweet 37, wherever you may be
C D
The pleasure's not from winning, it's in riding wild and free
G
And one thing that I won that day, you can whip and you can curse
C D G
But you'll never [ ? ] and ride if you use gentle loving words
OUTRO:
She wore number 37, her horse was chestnut brown
C D G
I saw her at a rodeo in a high plains western town
(One - Two - Three)
D G C G D C G
Heyyyy hey hey hey hey hey I hey I hey I heyyy
D G C
Heyyyy I hey I hey I heyyy
G D C G
Heyy I hey I hey I heyyy
INTRO: G D G C G D C
G
She wore number 37, her horse was chestnut brown
C D
I saw her at a rodeo in a high plains western town
G
Underneath the turquoise sky a thunderstorm was rolling in
C D
The infield getting sticky, the crowd was wearing thin
Em G
Now, I'm not for barrel racing, I cannot say I'd gone
C D
To see some woman ride flat out, as she bounced and turned for home
Em G
And riding hell-for-leather, the bit between her teeth
C D
It's poetry in motion
G
She wore the number 37, she was the seventh one to ride
C D
She showed no hint of nerves and she sat her horse with pride
G
Horse and rider leapt together, I wished that I could hear
C D
The words she spoke to spur him on as she leaned down to his ear
Em G
They rounded the first barrel, from the bleachers I could see
C D
She didn't use a riding crop, for the horse ran like a breeze
Em G
'Round barrel two I stammered, she closed the figure eight
C D
When up popped barrel three as she was lingering, yeah
INTERLUDE:
D G C G D C
Heyyyy hey hey hey hey hey I hey I hey I heyyy
G
I know she didn't use a riding crop, she barely used her spurs
C D
She used hands and knees, she used gentle, loving words
G
I'd like to say she won that day, that wouldn't be the fact
C D
She crossed the line in '69 in the middle of the pack
Em G
You'd never know she'd lost, she grinned from ear to ear
C D
She stroked the charger's neck and once more whispered in his ear
Em G
She was happy that they'd done that well, nobody got hurt
C D G D G
She got all the speed she wanted using gentle loving words
INTERLUDE:
C G D C G
Heyyyy hey hey hey I hey I hey I heyyy
D G C
Heyyyy I hey I hey I heyyy
G D C
Heyy I hey I hey I heyyy
G
So hats off to sweet 37, wherever you may be
C D
The pleasure's not from winning, it's in riding wild and free
G
And one thing that I won that day, you can whip and you can curse
C D G
But you'll never [ ? ] and ride if you use gentle loving words
OUTRO:
She wore number 37, her horse was chestnut brown
C D G
I saw her at a rodeo in a high plains western town
(One - Two - Three)
D G C G D C G
Heyyyy hey hey hey hey hey I hey I hey I heyyy
D G C
Heyyyy I hey I hey I heyyy
G D C G
Heyy I hey I hey I heyyy
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