Songs Of the Cattle Trail & Cow Camp

Complete Text & Lyrics by John A Lomax

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LOVE LYRICS OF A COWBOY
I T hain't no use fer me to say
There's others with a style an' way
That beats hers to a fare-you-well,
Fer, on the square, I'm here to tell
I jes can't even start to see
But what she's perfect as kin be.
Fer any fault I finds excuse —
I'll tell you, pard, it hain't no use
Fer me to try to raise a hand,
When on my heart she's run her brand.
The bunk-house ain't the same to me;
The bunch jes makes me weary — Geel
I never knew they was so coarse —
I warps my face to try to force
A smile at each old gag they spring;
Fer I'd heap ruther hear her sing
" Sweet Adeline," or softly play
The " Dream o' Heaven " that-a-way.
Besides this place, most anywhere
I'd ruther be — so she was there.
She called me " dear," an' do you know,
My heart jes skipped a beat, an' tho'
I'm hard to feaze, I'm free to yip
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