Songs Of The Cowboys - online songbook

Traditional Cowboy & Western Songs - lyrics collection

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" Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly, Play the Dead March as you bear me along; Take me to the graveyard, and lay the sod over me, For I'm a young cowboy, and I know I've done wrong.
"I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy," — These words he did say as I boldly stepped by — " Come, sit beside me and hear my sad story; I was shot in the breast and I know I must die.
"Let sixteen gamblers come handle my coffin, Let sixteen cowboys come sing me a song, Take me to the graveyard and lay the sod over me, For I 'm a poor cowboy, and I know I 've done wrong.
" My friends and relations they live in the Nation, They know not where their boy has gone. He first came to Texas and hired to a ranchman, Oh, I'm a young cowboy, and I know I've done wrong.
" Go write a letter to my gray-haired mother, And carry the same to my sister so dear; But not a word shall you mention When a crowd gathers round you my story to hear.
"There is another more dear than a sister, She'll bitterly weep when she hears I am gone. There is another who will win her affections, For I'm a young cowboy, and they say I've done wrong.