Shamrock

G Never was a finer breed than the steed that was Shamrock D G Plain to see by his conformation that he came from finest stock D G Daddy was a black mammoth jack, Mamma was a thoroughbred mare D G Had four white feet wore a buckskin coat, wore a mohawk in his hair C G Stood about nineteen hands, didn't need no kick to go D Old Dood up top, deep in the saddle hollerin' G Woah woah woah, woah woah woah G D G Only ever had one rider, anyone else was gettin' bucked D G Cross any kind of land, through the rain and snow and muck D G Sure footed as a billy goat with thirty-three inch ears Clog dance on a snake with his front two feet and give coyotes the rear C G Kick so hard it sent them up and out the stratosphere D G Make a coyote fly so far it wouldn't land until nеxt year C G From the hightop to the hollеr, no places Sham can't go D Old Dood up top, deep in the saddle hollerin' G Woah woah woah, Woah woah woah G D G Ain't scared to cross that river, jump clear across that crik D G Steed don't need no shoes when his hooves is one foot thick D G Leather and tack can't hold him back and he'll bite right through a bit D G Rope bridle made of mooring line was the only thing that fit C G Hot on the bandit's trail, fence postin' through the snow D Old Dood up top, high in the saddle hollerin' G Go boy go, go boy go Go boy go, go boy go