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But he '11 go no more a-ranging, The savage to affright; He has heard his last war-whoop, And fought his last fight.
He ne'er would sleep within a tent, No comforts would he know; But like a brave old Tex-i-can, A-ranging he would go.
When Texas was Invaded
By a mighty tyrant foe,
He mounted his noble war-horse,
And a-ranging he did go.
Once he was taken prisoner, Bound in chains upon the way; He wore the yoke of bondage Through the streets of Monterey.
A seflorita loved him,
And followed by his side;
She opened the gates and gave to him
Her father's steed to ride.
God bless the sefiorita,
The belle of Monterey,
She opened wide the prison door,
And let him ride away.
And when his veteran's life was spent, It was his last command To bury him on Texas soil Orrthe banks of the Rio Grande;