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Colter Wall

Genres: Jazz

Bald Butte Lyrics - Colter Wall

Bald Butte, Bald Butte so lofty and so high 

Carry me to Bald Butte 

Where the plains wrap round the sky 

You can dig a hole on Bald Butte when I die 

 

Henry was born on Bald Butte 

A paint horse he did ride 

Well he roped him in Alberta 

Broke him on the Montana line 

Tore him a trail through the northwest countryside 

 

Henry took to stealing 

Robbing on the CP Rail 

He got the devil on his shoulders 

And the law man on his tail 

You better ride, Henry ride 

You ain't got no friends to go your bail 

 

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Well he rode across the Grey Back camp 

Up in Cypress Hills 

They said they left the US nation 

On the day that Richmond fell 

They whistled Dixie and set him up for still 

 

Henry woke the next morn 

Like a corpse from the grave 

Half blind and twice as haggard 

He took a cast iron to the brain 

They stole his horse and the rifle that shared his name 

 

And he tracked them former Johnny Rebs 

Through the prairie and the trees 

Up old Castle Mountain 

Cross the river wide PT 

Low and behold, what do you think he sees 

I see my paint 

I see my rifle that shares my name 

I see them men that done me wrong 

Lord, I'm gonna do them just the same 

 

Henry grabbed his rifle 

Up off of the ground 

He kissed the ever-loving barrel 

And he shot them old boys down 

They hit the dirt, he revelled in the soumd 

 

Now he's back up in the saddle 

Back up on the top 

When he felt that southern slug 

Chew a hole right through his gut 

He thought he killed them all 

But he had not 

 

That paint took off a running 

Through the water and the mud 

No earthly force in this whole world 

Could stop that 'Berta stud 

Henry sat there laughing up his blood 

 

And he was singing 

Bald Butte, Bald Butte so lofty and so high 

Carry me to Bald Butte 

Where the plains wrap round the the sky 

You can dig a hole on Bald Butte when I die 

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