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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Otras canciones:
- A Long Way From Montana
- Cowboy Church
- Gone To Texas
- Lone Star Beer And Bob Wills Music
- Momma Im A Cowboy
- Neons And Nylons
- Old Cowboys Like Me
- One Empty Cot In Bunkhouse
- Palo Duro Farewell
- Point Your Wagon Tongue
- Red River Rose
- Rider On The Rim
- That Im Leavin Look In Your Eyes
- The Lantern On The Wagon
- Three Chord Country Song
- Under The X In Texas
- Walls Of This Old Honky Tonk
- Whatever Made Me Think
- You Came Awful Close To Loving Me
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Point Your Wagon Tongue Red Steagall
G C G
I hired on with col. Slaughter, driving steers to Abi lene
D
Green and wet behind the ears, a kid of seven teen
G C G
Though I was raised in Texas, I was not a seasoned hand
D G
So I got the job of hoodilum, the coosies right hand man
G C G
On the llano estecato, all you see is endless plains
D
You dread the sound of thunder, theres no shelter from the rain
G C G
Now the coosie did a strange thing, when the evening meal was
done
D G
He'd wait until the stars come out, then move the wagon tongue
G C G
He said there ain't no landmarks on these wide and rollin plains
D
There ain't no trees or mountains, so each day it looks the same
G C
But you'll never lose direction and you'll know just where you are
G D G
If you'll always point the wagon tongue, toward that ol' north
star
G C G
Out along the Cimarron, one cold and stormy night
D
I watched the cattle stampede, through the lightnings eerie light
G C G
Took several days to round em up, get em settled down
D G
And we followed in the wagon, through the soft and muddy ground
G C G
As we pushed the herd across the plains, we had no way to know
D
That we had drifted way of course, towards New Mexico
G C G
But the night the stars came out, his theory stood the test
D G
Abilene's up north of us, but we were headed west
G C G
He said there ain't no landmarks on these wide and rollin plains
D
There aint no trees or mountains, so each day it looks the same
G C
But you'll never lose direction and you'll know just where you are
G D G
If you'll always point the wagon tongue toward that ol' north
star
G C G
My life has been a full one, my hair is turnin gray
D
And I've seen a lot of sunshine, but I've seen some cloudy days
G C G
For a while I wondered aimlessly and I still wear the scars
D G
Of when I didn't point my wagon tongue, toward that ol' north star
G C G
Cause life is like a grassy sea, the trail ain't always plain
D
One may lead to pleasure and another lead to pain
G C
But you'll never lose direction and you'll know just where you are
G D G
If you'll always point your wagon tongue, toward that ol' north
star
C
Yes you'll never lose direction and you'll know just where you are
G D G
If you'll always point your wagon tongue, toward that ol' north
star
G C G
I hired on with col. Slaughter, driving steers to Abi lene
D
Green and wet behind the ears, a kid of seven teen
G C G
Though I was raised in Texas, I was not a seasoned hand
D G
So I got the job of hoodilum, the coosies right hand man
G C G
On the llano estecato, all you see is endless plains
D
You dread the sound of thunder, theres no shelter from the rain
G C G
Now the coosie did a strange thing, when the evening meal was
done
D G
He'd wait until the stars come out, then move the wagon tongue
G C G
He said there ain't no landmarks on these wide and rollin plains
D
There ain't no trees or mountains, so each day it looks the same
G C
But you'll never lose direction and you'll know just where you are
G D G
If you'll always point the wagon tongue, toward that ol' north
star
G C G
Out along the Cimarron, one cold and stormy night
D
I watched the cattle stampede, through the lightnings eerie light
G C G
Took several days to round em up, get em settled down
D G
And we followed in the wagon, through the soft and muddy ground
G C G
As we pushed the herd across the plains, we had no way to know
D
That we had drifted way of course, towards New Mexico
G C G
But the night the stars came out, his theory stood the test
D G
Abilene's up north of us, but we were headed west
G C G
He said there ain't no landmarks on these wide and rollin plains
D
There aint no trees or mountains, so each day it looks the same
G C
But you'll never lose direction and you'll know just where you are
G D G
If you'll always point the wagon tongue toward that ol' north
star
G C G
My life has been a full one, my hair is turnin gray
D
And I've seen a lot of sunshine, but I've seen some cloudy days
G C G
For a while I wondered aimlessly and I still wear the scars
D G
Of when I didn't point my wagon tongue, toward that ol' north star
G C G
Cause life is like a grassy sea, the trail ain't always plain
D
One may lead to pleasure and another lead to pain
G C
But you'll never lose direction and you'll know just where you are
G D G
If you'll always point your wagon tongue, toward that ol' north
star
C
Yes you'll never lose direction and you'll know just where you are
G D G
If you'll always point your wagon tongue, toward that ol' north
star
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