THE TEXAS RANGER
This song was sent to us by Nelson Forsyth
(Showman), Groesbeck, Limestone Co., Texas.
Come all you Texas Rangers, wherever you may be,
I'll tell you of a story that happened unto me.
My name it's nothing extra, to you I will not tell;
I am a jolly ranger, although I wish you well.
Our captain he informed us, perhaps he thought it right:
Before you reach you station, my boys, we have to light.
I saw the Indians coming, I heard them give the yell;
My heart it sank within me, my courage almost fell.
I saw the smoke ascending, it seemed to reach the sky;
My feelings at that moment were now is my time to die.
We fought for nine long hours until the strife was o'er;
The sight of the dead And wounded I never saw before.
There was six as good old rangers as ever traveled West
Lie buried with their comrades, sweet peace be their rest.
Perhaps you have a kind old mother, likewise a sister to like you;
Likewise a good old sweetheart to weep and mourn for you.
If this is your situation, although you like to roam,
I'll advise you by experience you had better stay at home.
My old mother in tears to me did say,
To you they are all strangers, with me you'd better stay.
But I thought she was old and childish, the beet she did not know;
My mind was bent on ranging and with them I was bound to go.