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AMERICAN BALLADS AND SONGS 173
May the light winged butterfly pause to rest O'er him who sleeps on the prairie's crest; May the Texas rose in the breezes wave O'er him who sleeps in a prairie's grave.
And the cowboys now as they roam the plain,
(For they marked the spot where his bones have lain)
Fling a handful of roses over his grave,
With a prayer to him who his soul will save.
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I WANT TO BE A COWBOY
I want to be a cowboy and with the cowboys stand, Big spurs upon my bootheels and a lasso in my hand; My hat broad brimmed and belted upon my head
I'll place, And wear my chaparajos with elegance and grace.
The first bright beam of sunlight that paints the east
with red Would call me forth to breakfast on bacon, beans,
and bread; And then upon my broncho so festive and so bold I'd rope the frisky heifer and chase the three year old.
And when my work is over to Cheyenne then I'll head, Fill up on beer and whiskey and paint the damn town red.






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