Bury Me Not On The Lone Prairie

BURY ME NOT ON THE LONE PRAIRIE
(THE DYING COWBOY)



Hey Y’all its Tin Min giving you Folk’s
Some old style traditional Country
The sort of songs we play on the 
Cattle drive trail and campfires!!
So sit close to that fire and after a good chew
Take out our Mississippi tin sandwich and sit a spell!



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Oh, bu-ry me not on the lone prair-ie

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These words came low and mourn-ful-ly

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From the pal-lid lips

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Of  a youth who lay

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On his dy-ing bed at the close of day




All remaining verses play as first

VERSE 2
Oh bury me not on the lone prairie
Where the Kiyotes howl and the wind blows free
In a narrow grave just six by three
Oh bury me not on the lone prairie


VERSE 3
Oh bury me not and his voice failed there
But we took no heed of his dying prayer
In a narrow grave just six by three
We buried him there on the lone prairie

VERSE 4
Yes we buried him there on the lone prairie
Where the owl all night hoots mournfully
And the blizzard beats and the wind blows free
O’er his lonely grave on the lone prairie