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American Ballads and Folk Songs
I sold my horse and I sold my saddle,
You can go to hell with your longhorn cattle.
I'm goin' back home, I'm not jokin' or lyin', I'm goin' back home, just a-yellin' and a-flyin\
I hunted up the boss to draw my roll,
He stepped in the bank and he paid me in gold.
I'm goin' downtown to get a little dope
'Cause my back's all broke from the draggin' of the rope.
Jumped on the train and gave such a yell,
The goose-back broke and the train went to hell*
When I thought of my gal I nearly would cry, I'll quit herding cows in the sweet by and by.
I hadn't been at home but some days two or three When I put off my gal for to see.
"If you've made up your mind to quit the cowboy life, I have fully decided to be your little wife."
Farewell, old Blue Dog, I wish you no harm, I've done quit the business to go on the farm.
No more a cow-puncher to sleep at my ease,
'Mid the crawlin' of the lice and the bitin' of the fleas.
WHEN I WAS A COWBOY
Lead Belly, prisoner at Angola, the State Farm of Louisiana, sings his saga of cowboy life and of his purely imaginary adventures in the West.
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