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ONLY A COWBOY
A iWAY out in old Texas, that great lone star ■ state, Where the mocking bird whistles both early and late; It was in Western Texas on the old N A range The boy fell a victim on the old staked plains.
He was only a cowboy gone on before, He was only a cowboy, we will never see more; He was doing his duty on the old N A range But now he is sleeping on the old staked plains.
His crew they were numbered twenty-seven or eight,
The boys were like brothers, their friendship was great,
When " O God, have mercy " was heard from behind,—
The cattle were left to drift on the line.
He leaves a dear wife and little ones, too,
To earn them a living, as fathers oft do;
For while he was working for the loved ones so dear
He was took without warning or one word of cheer.
And while he is sleeping where the sun always shines, The boys they go dashing along on the line; The look on their faces it speaks to us all Of one who departed to the home of the soul.