C#m  B7 E B7

[Verse 1]
     E          F#m          G#        A
The night was ablaze with a heavenly fire
      E       B7        E
Of lightnin' wind and rain
         E         F#m        G#           A
And the sound of thunder is spookin' The herd
        E           B7     E
and I fear there'll be a stampede

[Pre-Chorus]
      C#m                  G#m
The cattle are starting to mill around
       A                         B7
Their bellows strike fear in my heart
   E            F#m        G#         A
I know if the storm lasts very much longer
          E      B7      E
There's bound to be a stampede

[Chorus]
 C#m                       G#m
Stampede (Stampede!) cry stampede (Cry Stampede)
     A                    E                 C#m           B7
The thing that a cowboy fears the most is stampede

[Verse 2]
      E           F#m       G#              A
As I sat in the saddle the night's wearing on
          E         B7       E
And the storm is lingering still
        E        F#m         G#        A
The lightning's glare on the restless herd
          E          B7           E
Make it seem like a sea's angry swell

[Pre-Chorus]
      C#m              G#m
Then all of a sudden a bolt of fire
             A                  B7
Strikes the tree where my pony stands
      E            F#m         G#       A
As I fall to the ground I can hear the sound
      E      B7      E
Of a drover yellin' stampede

[Chorus]
 C#m                       G#m
Stampede (Stampede!) cry stampede (Cry Stampede)
     A                    E                 C#m           B7
The thing that a cowboy fears the most is stampede

[Verse 3]
       E       F#m        G#        A
For a moment I lay in the mud half dazed
         E        B7           E
I could hear the herd bearin' down
       E            F#m          G#            A
And I crawled in a ditch where a tree came to rest
        E              B7          E
And I crouched between it and the ground

[Pre-Chorus]
    C#m                 G#m
It seems like a miracle of God's hand
      A                  B7
It's over and I'm still alive
        E       F#m        G#         A
And I thank the trail boss up in the sky
     E          B7       E
For sparin' me from the stampede

[Chorus]
 C#m                       G#m
Stampede (Stampede!) cry stampede (Cry Stampede)
     A                    E                 C#m           B7       C#m     B7 ...
The thing that a cowboy fears the most is stampede