The Cowboys' Christmas Ball
The Killers Lyrics


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Way out in ol' Nevada
Where the Truckee's waters flow
Where the cattle are a-browsin'
And the Spanish ponies grow
Where the northers come a-whistlin'
From beyond the Neutral Strip
And the prairie dogs are sneezin'
As if they had the grippe
Where the coyotes come a-howlin'
Round the ranches after dark
And the bluebirds are singin’
To the lovely meadowlark
Where the bighorns are a-grazin'
And the lonely plovers call
It was there that I attended
The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball

The boys had left the ranches
And come to town in piles
The ladies kinda scatterin'
Had gathered in for miles
The room was togged out gorgeous
With mistletoe and shawls
And candles flickered frescoes
Around the airy wall
The women-folk looked lovely
The boys looked kinda treed
Till the leader got to yellin'
Hey fellers, let's stampede
And the music started sighin’
An' a-wailin’ through the hall
As a kind of introduction
To The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball

Their leader was a feller
That came from Swenson's Ranch
They called him Windy Billy
From little Deadman's Branch
His rig was kinda careless
Big spurs and high-heeled boots
He had the reputation
That come when a feller shoots
His voice was like a bugle
Upon a mountainous height
His feet were animated
In a mighty movin’ sight
When he commenced to hollerin'
Now fellers, stake your pen
Lock horns with all them heifers
An' rustle ‘em like men
Salute yer lovely critters
Now swing an' let ‘em go
Climb the grapevine round ‘em
All hands do-si-do!
You mavericks, join the round-up
Just skip her waterfall
Huh! It was gettin' happy
The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball

Don’t tell me 'bout cotillions
Or Germans no sirree
That whirl at Carson City
Just takes the cake with me
I’m sick of lazy shufflins
Of them I’ve had my fill
Just give me a frontier breakdown
Backed up by Wild Bill

McAllister ain't nowhere
When Windy leads the show
I’ve seen 'em both in harness
And so I sorta know
Oh, Bill, I shan't forget ya
And I'll oftentimes recall
That lively gaited soirée
The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball
Oh, Bill, I shan't forget ya
And I'll oftentimes recall




That lively gaited soirée
The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball

Overall Meaning

"The Cowboys' Christmas Ball" is a song that recounts a Christmas party held in Nevada among the cowboys and their ladies. The singer paints a vivid picture of the location, where the Truckee River flows, and the cattle graze, and the Spanish ponies grow. The weather is raw, and the winter winds howl, but it is a cozy venue enhanced by the Christmas decorations, mistletoe, and shawls.


The first verse of the song showcases the location and the setting where the cowboys and their ladies gathered. The second verse captures the feeling of the party, with everyone dressed beautifully, ready to enjoy the festivities. The singer praises the cowboys' leader, "Windy," who calls the dances and leads the revelries. The third verse describes the dancing and how it differs from the more formal dances in towns like Carson City. Instead, it is a lively and raucous frontier breakdown that takes pride in their way of life and their unique culture.


"The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball" was inspired by an actual Christmas party that took place in 1885 in Anson, Texas. The songwriter, William Lawrence Chittenden, also known as "Lonesome Bill," was a cowboy poet who attended the party and later immortalized it in his poem, "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball." The song's melody was written by Michael Martin Murphey, who also recorded it in 1991.


Line by Line Meaning

Way out in ol' Nevada
In a remote location in Nevada


Where the Truckee's waters flow
Where the Truckee River runs through


Where the cattle are a-browsin'
Where the cattle are grazing


And the Spanish ponies grow
And where the Spanish bred ponies are raised


Where the northers come a-whistlin'
Where the cold northern winds blow


From beyond the Neutral Strip
From beyond the area of land that separated Texas and the Oklahoma Territory


And the prairie dogs are sneezin'
And the prairie dogs are making a sneezing sound


As if they had the grippe
As if they had the flu


Where the coyotes come a-howlin'
Where the coyotes are howling


Round the ranches after dark
Around the ranches at night


And the bluebirds are singin'
And the bluebirds are chirping


To the lovely meadowlark
To the beautiful meadowlark


Where the bighorns are a-grazin'
Where the bighorn sheep are grazing


And the lonely plovers call
And the lonely plovers are calling out


It was there that I attended
It was there that I went to


The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball
The Cowboys’ Christmas dance


The boys had left the ranches
The cowboys had left their ranches


And come to town in piles
And came to town in large numbers


The ladies kinda scatterin'
The ladies were somewhat scattered


Had gathered in for miles
Had gathered from far away


The room was togged out gorgeous
The room was beautifully decorated


With mistletoe and shawls
With mistletoe and women's shawls


And candles flickered frescoes
And candles flickered on frescoes


Around the airy wall
Around the open wall


The women-folk looked lovely
The women looked beautiful


The boys looked kinda treed
The cowboys looked slightly nervous


Till the leader got to yellin'
Until the leader started shouting


Hey fellers, let's stampede
Hey guys, let's start dancing


And the music started sighin'
And the music began playing softly


An' a-wailin’ through the hall
And was echoing through the hall


As a kind of introduction
As a type of opening to the dance


To The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball
To The Cowboys’ Christmas dance


Their leader was a feller
Their leader was a man


That came from Swenson's Ranch
Who came from Swenson's Ranch


They called him Windy Billy
They referred to him as Windy Billy


From little Deadman's Branch
From the small Deadman's Branch


His rig was kinda careless
His attire was somewhat careless


Big spurs and high-heeled boots
He wore big spurs and high-heeled boots


He had the reputation
He had earned the reputation


That come when a feller shoots
That comes when a man is an accomplished marksman


His voice was like a bugle
His voice was loud and commanding


Upon a mountainous height
Echoing from a high place


His feet were animated
His feet were lively and active


In a mighty movin’ sight
In a powerful and impressive way


When he commenced to hollerin'
When he began shouting


Now fellers, stake your pen
Now guys, take your partner


Lock horns with all them heifers
Get active and dance with all the women


Salute yer lovely critters
Pay homage to your beautiful companions


Now swing an' let ‘em go
Now dance and let them move


Climb the grapevine round ‘em
Dance around and amongst them


All hands do-si-do!
Everyone join in doing the do-si-do!


You mavericks, join the round-up
You rebels, join in with the rest


Just skip her waterfall
Just don't worry about the consequences


Huh! It was gettin' happy
Huh! Everyone was enjoying themselves


The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball
The Cowboys’ Christmas dance


Don’t tell me 'bout cotillions
Don't talk to me about cotillions


Or Germans no sirree
Or German dances, no sir


That whirl at Carson City
That spin around at Carson City


Just takes the cake with me
Just takes the prize for me


I’m sick of lazy shufflins
I'm tired of slow, lazy dances


Of them I’ve had my fill
I've had enough of those


Just give me a frontier breakdown
Just give me a lively frontier dance


Backed up by Wild Bill
With Wild Bill supporting the music


McAllister ain't nowhere
McAllister doesn't compare


When Windy leads the show
When Windy is in charge


I’ve seen 'em both in harness
I've seen both of them dancing


And so I sorta know
And so I have a good idea


Oh, Bill, I shan't forget ya
Oh, Bill, I won't forget you


And I'll oftentimes recall
And I'll remember for a long time


That lively gaited soirée
That lively and well-attended dance party


The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball
The Cowboys’ Christmas dance


Oh, Bill, I shan't forget ya
Oh, Bill, I won't forget you


And I'll oftentimes recall
And I'll remember for a long time


That lively gaited soirée
That lively and well-attended dance party


The Cowboys’ Christmas Ball
The Cowboys’ Christmas dance




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Northern New England Railfanning Productions

トラッキー川の水が流れるオールド ネバダに出て、
牛が「a-browzin」であり、スペインのポニーが成長する場所。
ニュートラル ストリップの向こうから北部の人々が「口笛を吹く」場所。
そして、プレーリードッグはまるで「ザ・グリップ」を持っているかのようにくしゃみをしています。
暗くなってからカヨーテが牧場の周りをうなり声を上げてやってくるところ、
そして青い鳥は美しい「草原のひばり」に合わせて歌っています。
ビッグホーンが放牧され、孤独なチドリが鳴く場所
私が「カウボーイズ・クリスマス・ボール」に出席したのはそこでした。
少年たちは牧場を出て、積み重なって町にやってきた。
女性たちは、「ちょっと散らかっている」ように、何マイルにもわたって集まっていました。
部屋はヤドリギとショールで豪華に飾られていました。
そして、風通しの良い壁の周りで、ろうそくがフレスコ画を揺らしました。
女性たちは可愛らしく見えたし、男の子たちはちょっと木のように見えた。
リーダーが大声で叫ぶまでは:
そして、音楽はため息をつき始め、ホールを通り抜けました
「カウボーイズ・クリスマス・ボール」の一種の紹介として。
彼らのリーダーは、スウェンソンの牧場から来たフェラーでした。
彼らは彼を「リトル・デッドマンズ・ブランチ」から「ウィンディ・ビリー」と呼んだ。
彼の装備は「ちょっと不注意」で、大きな拍車とハイヒールのブーツでした。
彼は「フェラーズが撃つ」ときに来るという評判がありました。
彼の声は山のような高さのラッパのようでした。
彼の足は活気があり、力強く、動く光景でした。
彼が大声で叫び始めたとき、「さあ、野郎どもがお前のペンを賭けろ!
「すべての未経産牛と一緒に角をロックし、男性のように「騒ぎ」ます。
「あなたの素敵な生き物に挨拶してください。さあ、スイングして放してください。
「ぶどうのつるをよじ登り、みんなで力を合わせて!
「マーベリックス、ラウンドアップに参加してください。彼女の滝をスキップしてください」
は!幸せになってきた カウボーイズ・クリスマス・ボール
コティリオンやドイツ人については言わないでください。いいえ、シレエ!
カーソンシティでのあの渦は、私と一緒にケーキを持っていきます。
怠け者のシャッフリンにはもううんざりだ。
Wild Ol' Bill に支えられたフロンティアの内訳を教えてください。
ウィンディがショーをリードするとき、マカリスターはどこにもいません。
両方ともハーネスをつけているのを見たことがあるので、なんとなく—
ああ、ビル、私はあなたのことを決して忘れません。
その活気に満ちた歩き方の叫び声—「カウボーイのクリスマスボール」。
ああ、ビル、私はあなたのことを決して忘れません。
その活気に満ちた歩き方の叫び声—「カウボーイのクリスマスボール」。



All comments from YouTube:

Kevin Kunzen

I've listened to this song 100 times, but I just listened to it while looking at the lyrics. I probably had to look up a dozen words or phrases that I didn't know. My appreciation for this song just grew immensely, this band clearly put a lot of time and effort into writing this song!

Brad McGovern

The lyrics are actually a poem from 1890, a New York writer went down to Texas and wrote the "Cowboys Christmas Ball" based on his experience, trying to give his New York readers a taste of the West. The Killers adjusted the lyrics a bit to move it from Texas to Nevada :-) The Killers aren't the only ones to put the poem to music, Michael Martin Murphey also has a well-loved version that's more country music https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mx5XuwNo2iM

Kevin Kunzen

@Brad McGovern fascinating, thanks for letting me know!

Ja Grange

Agreed. One of the best Christmas songs that is newer that I have heard in a long time! This is one of the best bands of this generation. That is for real.

Carlos steven de la Cruz

If you guys didn't know the killers always make a Christmas song and donate the proceeds to a charity almost every year

Tim Bolen

That's awesome!!

Renzo Ugarelli

Since 2006.

Roberto M. Vázquez

This year they didn't upload a song :'(

João Borges

@Roberto M. Vázquez they stopped doing it :(

Ammo

@João Borges why?

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