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THE GAL I LEFT BEHIND ME
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STRUCK the trail in seventy-nine, The herd strung out behind me; As I jogged along my mind ran back For the gal I left behind me.
That sweet little gal, that true little gal, The gal I left behind me!
If ever I get off the trail And the Indians they don't find me, I'll make my way straight back again To the gal I left behind me.
That sweet little gal, that true little gal,
The gal I left behind me I
The wind did blow, the rain did flow, The hail did fall and blind me; I thought of that gal, that sweet little gal, That gal I'd left behind me!
That sweet little gal, that true little gal,
The gal I left behind me 1
She wrote ahead to the place I said, I was always glad' to find it. She says, " I am true, when you get through Right back here you will find me." 342 |
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