Red River Valley / Campfire Reprise chords by Michael Martin Murphey

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Verse 1
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From this valley
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they say you are going,
I shall miss your bright eyes
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and sweet smile.
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They say that you're
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taking the sunshine
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That has brightened
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our pathway a while
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Come and sit by my side if you love me
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Do not hasten to bid me adieu
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But remember the Red River Valley
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And the cowboy
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who loves you so true
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I've been thinking a long time,
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my darling
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Of the sweet words you never would say
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Now alas, all my fond
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hopes have vanished
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They say, you're going away
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Shall the vows of the past all be slighted
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By a future of sorrow and pain?
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Shall the vows of the past all
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be blighted?
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Don't you think you might love me again?
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Come and  sit by my
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side if you love me
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Do not hasten to bid me adieu,
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Just re member the Red River Valley,
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And the cowboy who loves you so true.
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There was a hole called Red Saloon
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in old Lavaca town.
There was an old piano there
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that was blistered marred and brown.
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And there was a man more battered still,
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takin' drinks for fees.
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Cause he played all night from memory
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over the yellow keys
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Whore of a wheel, slap of cards,
talk of loss and gain
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Mixed with the sound of honeybees
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down the sunny lane
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The glimpses of a mother's face,
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the touch of girlish lips,
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often made you lose your place
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as you stacked your chips.
And for days and days,
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you'd hone just one little scrap of tune.
A funny place for music,
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down in Red Saloon.
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Come and sit by my side if you love me
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Do not hasten to bid me adieu
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Just remember the Red River Valley
Em 
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And  the cowboy who loves you so true
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And the cowboy who loves
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you so true
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We must never let him
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take this life from me
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Old stock roads be
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long to one and all
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Drovers, dreamers, all agree,
poets, aborigines,
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we have a right to light
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a campfire on the road.
We have a right to light
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a campfire on the road.
Oh, oh, Yeah!
Come on, DC!
Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!