{"id":29298,"date":"2026-01-12T22:57:44","date_gmt":"2026-01-12T22:57:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/?p=29298"},"modified":"2026-01-12T22:57:44","modified_gmt":"2026-01-12T22:57:44","slug":"tying-knots-in-the-devils-tail","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/tying-knots-in-the-devils-tail\/","title":{"rendered":"Tying Knots in the Devil’s Tail"},"content":{"rendered":"
[Intro]\r\nF<\/span> F<\/span> F<\/span>\r\n \r\n[Verse 1]\r\nF<\/span>\r\nWell it was way high up in The Sierry Petes\r\n                                   C<\/span>\r\nWhere the yellow-jack pines grow tall\r\n \r\nRusty Diggs and Sandy Sam\r\n                          F<\/span>\r\nHad a round-up camp last fall\r\n \r\n[Verse 2]\r\nF<\/span>\r\nThey had their ponies and their running irons\r\n Bb<\/span>                  C<\/span>\r\nand maybe a dog or two\r\n \r\nThey 'lowed they'd brand every lop-eared calf\r\n                       F<\/span>\r\nThat came within their view\r\n\r\n \r\n \r\n[Verse 3]\r\nF<\/span>\r\nWell many a lop-eared dogie\r\n                       C<\/span>\r\nIf he didn't hush up by day\r\n \r\nHad his long ears whittled and his old hide scorched\r\n                   F<\/span>\r\nIn a most artistic way\r\n \r\n[Verse 4]\r\nF<\/span>\r\nThen say Rusty Digs to Sandy Sam\r\nBb<\/span>                        C<\/span>\r\nAs he throwed his seago down\r\n \r\n\"I'm tired of cowboyography\r\n                             F<\/span>\r\nAnd I figures I'll go to town.\"\r\n \r\nF C F\r\n \r\n[Verse 6]\r\nF\r\nThey starts her in a Kentucky Bar\r\n                       C\r\nAt the head of Whiskey Row\r\n \r\nAnd they ends her up at the Depot House\r\n                  F\r\nSome forty drinks below\r\n \r\n[Verse 7]\r\nF\r\nThen he wind'er up and they turns her 'round\r\nBb                   C\r\nAnd goes the other way\r\n \r\nTell you the Lord-forsaken truth\r\n                         F\r\nThem boys got drunk that day\r\n \r\n[Verse 8]\r\nF\r\nWell they was a -headin' back to camp\r\n                      C\r\nAnd packin' a mighty good load\r\n \r\nWell who should they meet but the Devil himself\r\n                         F\r\nCome a-prancin' down the road\r\n \r\n[Verse 9]\r\nF\r\nNow the Devil he said you cowboy skunks\r\n Bb                        C\r\nYou'd better go hunt your hole\r\n \r\n'Cause I come up from the Hells rim rock\r\n                  F\r\nTo gather in your souls\r\n \r\n[Verse 10]\r\nF\r\nSays Rusty Jiggs to the Devil\r\n              C\r\nThough I know We're' tight\r\n \r\nNo Devil ever took no cowpunch\r\n                       F\r\nWithout one kind of a fight.\"\r\n \r\nF C F\r\n \r\n[Verse 11]\r\nF\r\nSo Rusty Jiggs punched a hole in his rope\r\n                       C\r\nHe swang it straight and true\r\n \r\nHe lapped it onto the Devils horns\r\n                         F\r\nAnd he take his dollers too\r\n \r\n[Verse 12]\r\nF\r\nNow Sandy Sam was a reita man\r\n                            Bb\r\nWith his gut-line coiled up neat\r\nC\r\nSo he shakes her out and he builds him a loop\r\n                             F\r\nAnd he laps the Devils hind feet\r\n \r\n[Verse 13]\r\nF\r\nWell they stretched \u00b4im out, the tailed \u00b4im down\r\n                              C\r\nWhile the irons was a gettin' hot\r\n \r\nThey cropped and swallow-forked his ears\r\n                     F\r\nAnd they branded him up a lot\r\n \r\n[Verse 14]\r\nF\r\nWell they pruned him up with a dehornin' saw\r\nBb                           C\r\nTied knots in his tail for a joke\r\n \r\nThen they rode off and left him there\r\n                         F\r\nNecked up to a black Jack oak\r\n \r\n[Verse 15]\r\nF\r\nSo if you're up in the Sierry Petes\r\n Bb                      C\r\nAnd you hear one helluva wail\r\n \r\nKnow its that Devil a-bellowin around\r\n                           F\r\nabout them knots in his tail\r\n
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[Intro] F F F [Verse 1] F Well it was way high up in The Sierry Petes C Where the yellow-jack pines grow tall Rusty Diggs and Sandy Sam F Had a round-up camp last fall [Verse 2] F They had their ponies and their running irons Bb C and … CLICK TO VIEW SONGTying Knots in the Devil’s Tail<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-29298","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29298","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=29298"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29298\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":29299,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/29298\/revisions\/29299"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=29298"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=29298"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=29298"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}